The Minimalistic tape run.
Sanjay Gandhi National Park, a city within the jungle called Bombay. A city where the buildings are replaced by lush green trees and the humans are replaced by the various forms of wildlife there can be. Humans are considered to be the stray animals that come to the city and wander around and scavenge till they are tired and then hibernate.
Thanks to the proximity of the park to Arundhati Bungalow, we get to be visitors to this quiet place more often than never. Last Sunday was no different. 30 hashers gathered at the bungalow in the morning, warming up to the silent sun. The locals of that area, upon seeing us realized that the shit was going to hit the roof. One lad walks up to Fubar and suggests him appropriate parking spaces for us so that we do not hinder their gully cricket match.
The run was the exact same as the last time. Too bad we cannot explore the restricted area of SGNP as we would love to do it someday. The entire run was marked with less then less red tape markings. National Park has the advantage of blocking out the sun in most places thanks to the thick cloud of the tree leaves. Most FRB’s took advantage of it and ran all the way to Kanheri Caves and back. Kanheri Caves is 7 kms from the main gate. Most hashers who did not do the longest trail were asked to climb the slope leading to Gandhi Memorial and then take the steps back down… Betty and Karsten decided to have a little adventure trip… they disappeared after reaching Kanheri Caves and after the search and rescue attempts failed… we realized that they had somehow teleported straight to the bungalow. What they did in the caves is gonna be a mystery.
We also featured in the Indian Express, rather, the Sunday Express and Karsten and Libertad got free publicity out of the article… lol… Beers and conversations followed as usual.
The circle was conducted by Rambo No. 5 as Cockney Wanker, who always does the longest run in this area, was woozy due to the heat and all the running. He rested in the bed room and came back with a bang after a while.
Hares: Fubar and Yamit were iced. Hashers complained about the almost zero markings and that the run was marked using a crotch rocket… they downed the beers.
Libertad and Alok were iced cos they decided to come late again. They did do the run, well a part of it, before they came to the bungalow.
All the hashers participating in the inter hash were brought to the ice and cheered Bon Voyage.
Vivek was christened… His ever so secret entries and a quite and unnoticed appearance creeped us… we named him ‘MUTED NINJA’
pOST RUN: FYI… the party did not stop there… post run, a gang of notorious hashers continued the party at Wandering Nuts residence… the mischief was managed by Wandering Nut, Fubar, Joseph, Alok, Libertad, Betty, Karsten and Yamit. We were later joined by another friend of WN… Mohan bhaiya (the man Fryday) treated us with some gravy rice… sumptuous. The party went on till late evening.
On ! On !
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