Run # 467 Sukoon Bungalow, Khandala

On this day,

You could be preparing for your new year vacation, 

you could be sitting on the pot with a newspaper doing your morning duties,

You would be wondering how your wife/ gf/ the other one, would be spending all your money this holiday season,

You might be still sleeping,

OR

You are in Khandala having an awesome time with 

Yup! Bh3 family had a gala time at Sukoon, Khandala, no better way to finish running for bh3 for 2013.

The morning air was cold and nippy. The drive to Khandala was never better. Specially when you get to be in the company of Wackopedia, your vocab just increases. Also in the car was, SNAFU. This Tullu speaking, Hindi raping girl just finished the Pinkathon 10k and was heading with us for the run in Khandala. Kudos! Take a bow girl. We were not alone though. At one point, leading our car was, the already dead, Zaffar, with Najma (our host for the morning), Zain and Nazia. Behind us was Sitting Duck in the car with Running Fuck.

The run was hared by Screwed Driver, Bonsai and, the drunk for the day queen, Patricia. Her cheerful mood only spoke of a very good time. 

15 mins into the run and we faced a mammoth task of climbing steps meant for Gulliver or someone who thought we were midgets and wanted to punish us. But there is beer at the end of every trauma. Screwed Driver, at the summit, beered up our morale with some chilled Kingfisher. Post that, the run was a lovely walk till Lonavla market and On In to Sukoon.

The 7+ km run finished right in time for some snacks and chilled beer. We did have to wait for a couple who:

Saw the On In sign--- did not come back to the venue--- followed wrong marking--- started doing the entire trail again. These were new hashers so we don't blame them. However, speculations are that they did it intentionally as they were a couple and wanted to have some sexy time before they joined us again. (we did run through some isolated patches).

We have started experimenting with our biryani. This time, we got it from a local supplier in Khandala. It was yummy. 

With that we bid adieu to twenty13 and geared up for 14. Oh ya, I forgot to mention. Hashers got to take some happiness back home. We were left with spare beers which were distributed amongst those who wanted it. I took a few and it lasted me 3 days... :P

Merry Christmas and A Happy, Prosperous and Beer filled New Year to all.

Run # 466 Shivaji ka killa(fort)

Shivaji could have kept Osama here and no one would have found him. I have personally known this 6 pack, 3rd Degree Black Belt, Front Running Bastard who happens to be more than 50 years old, for a long time and I did not know that his house roof had a view and peace and isolation like this. Its right in the middle of all the hustle bustle and yet, it is calm, serene and peaceful. I'd put up a pool side chair and a few chilled beers and play video games or just laze around (Best, read a book).

The 5km short, simple and tarmac run was hared by Shreyashi and Ria, using the infamous slutty red tape. Front runners finished the run in a little over 35 mins while the walkers also joined us within an hour. The few who did now run, joined us directly on the terrace for the post run stupidity.

Fartashaty, Amey and Mandy were the ones who decided to not do the run. But they graced us with their unwanted presence post the run. LOL... NOT

The beers were already chilled and the good news was that we were gonna have them at MRP. What could have been better than that, right? Well, no one in the hash knew what the mismanagement had in store for the true hashers who attended the run. For this run, the beer was sponsored by the hash itself and no one was to pay for it. For even more good news, we also threw in a bottle of Old Monk rum on the house.

Now why would we want to be so generous? Well, it so happens that the day of the run also happened to be Shivaji's birthday. AAAH!!!Now things fall into place.

As the sun started its descend after a severe warning from SNAFU,

SNAFU ordering the sun to head home... 

the party started picking up pace and the conversations started becoming louder.

Now it was only obvious that we celebrated the birthday with some games and fun. We had the chairs and within a few minutes we also had music on the terrace. *MUSICAL CHAIR*

Yes! All of us were kids again for those exact  minutes with a round of musical chair won by no one cos the prize for the winner was a blowjob to the birthday boy. Shivaji kept hoping for a sexy lady but, in the end, everyone was disappointed. :P

This was one of those evenings which keep getting better and better. Usually on a birthday, one would expect a cake, that goes without saying. But what happens when there are 2 cakes?

It so happens that our GM, Bonsai, also celebrated her bday a few days ago. So a cake was arranged for the 'You Dont See Me' GM, Bonsai. By the end of it, there was more cake on peoples faces than it was in their tummy. It was a lick riot. To end the party was lazeez biryani from Lazeez.

Phew! So much fun in one evening... How can one not go back drunk, happy and content.

In our language we would say, "50 Rupaye main itna kuch kaun deta hai?"

On ! On !

Pics of the evening:
https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.568722546543922.1073741840.100002185441246&type=1&l=283cc0412d

Songs that played:
Blurred Lines: Thicke
Lose Yourself to Dance: Daft Punk
Daft Punk- Pentatonix
Thunderclap
and
Tattad Tattad (Ramji ki Chaal)- Ramleela (courtesy- mommy dear)

Run # 465 Arundhati Bungalow

Arundhati can now be officially renamed the 'Hash House'. Multiple runs from the same venue in the same year and still the owner asks when do we come next. Thank you Amey for being the lovely hosts.

This time though, we also had Yudhistir aka Yudi, with affection as big as his own size, to come give us company. While many could not come for the run due to other commitments; Running Fuck and Sitting Duck decided to show up for this one. Wackopedia also kept us entertained with the brand new TV that he's bought and it almost fits in his pocket. Lol

The run; same old affair, a walk inside the world famous National Park. This is the only place where the hares can walk away without marking the trail with anything whatsoever. I infact want to motion that we do not have hares for this run in the future. The short run was at 6kms while the long run doubled in length and was nearly 13kms. No one complained at the end of it. 

4 did the long trail, while others did the human trail. 5, however, screwed with everybodys head. Energizer Bunny, Cumagain, Naysa, Shilpa and Manoj decided to wander off in the depths of Kanheri Caves and returned 90 mins after the last short runner. The circle had to start now.

Hares: Wackopedia flagged off the circle as our brand new Religious Advisor. Hares Amey, Shinjini and Fubar were called on the ice. Although Amey and Shinjini were the official hares, Fubar was asked to assist n haring and hence he was iced too. Rightly put, there were 3 hares and exactly 3 spots where the tapes were marked. Inspite of that, none of the runners got lost and everybody followed the trail and came back, SPOT ON. A solid 10/10 for that.

Visitor: Aussie boy John Nelson was super glad to join us on the our little adventure. He became our favorite the moment he said, "Fosters isnt good beer." LOL

Rare Comers: Cyrus, Chintan and Karsten were next on the slab. Check out the contradiction; Karsten, a

genuine hasher, was in India, visiting, and decided not to miss an opportunity to run with BH3. The other two live in Bombay and decide to turn up for the occasional run. They all drank.

New Shoes: While Cyrus and Karsten were asked to get up, Chintan continued to warm the ice and was joined by Amey. They both enjoyed a hearty gulp of beer from their new, and now, christened shoes.

Now, while Chintan got off the ice, Amey stayed and was joined by Deep Throat on behalf of Kingfisher. Thus, there we had our 2 sponsors Amey and Deep Throat for Arundhati and KF respectively and hashers could not be happier cheering for them.

Last but definitely not least, Wackopedia was put on the ice and inducted into the league of extra ordinary RA's in the history of BH3.

And thus ended another successful day at the hash.

Spartans!!!! AAOOWW

Highlights:
Birthdays: Asheesh Singh (Pune Hash), Shreyashi, Libertad, Kaayy See, Nihar, Pamo, Megha Jamb, Bela, Cumagain and Bonsai.

Songs that played through this blog:
1. Thunderclap- Adventure Club
2. Be With You- Afrojack ft. Clinton Sparks
3. Under Control- Alesso & Calvin Harris ft. Theo Hutchcraft
4. Diva- Beyonce (ill- esha and wick it remix)
5. Bring the Rain- Candyland
6. Ghostbusters- Kill Paris (Kill Paris Remix)
7. We Go Down- Krewella
8. Ritual- PatrickReza
9. Not Giving In- Rudiental ft. John Newman
10. Try It Out- Skrillex & Alvin Risk (Try Harder Mix)

Run # 464 Parsee Gymkhana

Just as we reached the gates of PG, Baby Dick spoke about the 'n' number of women entering the gymkhana for the housie evening. He explained how these women would go from being sober to being a complete Parsi in a matter of a few minutes. Lol

Evenutally we moved on Marine Driver, under the bridge, where Cumagain wanted to flag off the run.

There was something unusual that occurred just as Bonsai decided to start announcing the run. We know she is a big gift in a small package (the hash name also suggests that). But we have to remind ourselves that she is also very light and a slight breeze can set her flying. That is what exactly happened but thanks to the brave efforts of Fartashaty and Fubar, she was caught and held before she could rise above our reach. You dont trust me? Let the photo speak for itself.

there she goes...

Three hares, Cumagain, Naysa and Aryaman, had marked 2 runs; a short and a long. Chief Hare, Aryaman, explained the run in the shortest and best way possible; "The run is marked in green tape and there are no false trails."

With that in mind, the odd hashers dividing themselves into runners/walkers and could here On On screams at a distance. The runners went completely off trail right in the beginning adding nearly half a click to their run. They ran across Marine Drive till the aquarium and headed back to the start point to continue on the walkers trail, who by this time had a considerable lead. The motive behind this was to make sure that everybody lands back to the venue at the same time. We covered most of the Fort are of SoBo before we appeared on the Mariner Drive from the Air India building. As the hare had planned, we did get to see the wonderful sunset.

We, however, did reach much before the time PG opens its bar, i.e. 7pm. The bawas, sitting with their bawis (or somebody elses) sure wished the gymkhana started serving us immediately; we just would not stop cursing and laughing which annoyed them beyond their minds.

The beers came, not so chilled initially, but things just got better from there. Vada, Akuri on toast and chicken starters started doing rounds and scattered hashers could be seen conversing with food in one hand and beer in another.

Thus ended another eventful hashing day.

Run # 463 Where's the ice?

Seasons play an important role on how we look at a particular venue. People who ran from here the last time will have a very rainy memory. Yes! the last time we rain from this venue, it rained as hell. This time, it was the complete opposite. Wood fried pizzas weren't as hot as we were on the trail.

But that doesn't stop some of our very recent hashers from showing off. I always knew that shit happens when you listen to Nihar Mehta. I dont know how he convinced them but, Deepak, Yogesh and Nihar decided and actually did cycle all the way from Bombay to the venue of the run (roughly 65 kms, ONE WAY). We didnt know whether to praise them or laugh at them. That is too much work for beer. As if that was not enough, Nihar went a step ahead and actually also did the entire run... he did get lost and was fetched by Amey in his car, eventually. 

But, hares Khushboo and Amey with the help of Shivaji and a white turban fella pulled out a short sweet and sexy run. It came as an utter surprise as no one expected a run, which involved haring by Shivaji, to get over so soon. We finished in under 120 mins.

Khushboo

Ammeyyyyyyy

Shivaji

Chief Hare

Things were a lil heated up after the run as the regular ice supplier ditched us with a whole lot of excuses. Screwed Driver made a few calls and we finally did get ice. It took a while before the ice could chill the beer but we made best of our sober time with some chit chat and frisbee.

Circle:

Hares: 3 out of the 4 hares were iced. The 4th hare decided to disappear the moment he saw us crazy bunch. I am sure he realised that he would be in grave danger if he hung around for long. The run was short, hot and fabulous.

New Shoes: Atleast I have never seen so many people on the ice for wearing new shoes. Khushboo, Fartashaty, Fubar, Joy were all iced as they proudly drank from the shoe... No Cheating by this bunch.

Beertism: Ramnik, whose hash name was withdrawn, got a newer, supposedly better hash name, 'Break a Leg'. 

Visiting hashers: The people responsible for bring Ram bhau, and by extension, Sita bhabhi, into this world graced us with their presence on this hash run. They were put on the ice alongwith Sita Bhabhi. Fubar got the privilege of laying tummy down on the ice while momma dear sat on his back and other hashers got their very rare chance of bothering Fubar... lol

Mandy made it to the ice for doing a ramp walk on the trail. Wackopedia, who was behind her when she modelled for the heat, did a very successful imitation of the walk and got much acclaim for the same. 

Wackopedia doing a Mandy

How could we forget the sponsors and the host. Shining took place on the ice on behalf of the Kingfisher alongwith the host. Cheers!

Thus ended the circle with the hash anthem and finally ended the hashing day with yummy biryani.

More pics here: https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.550164671733043&type=1&l=d459863b60

Run # 462 Roadhouse Bluez

Beer at the most affordable price (Rs. 100 / Mug for hashers) was a very sweet deal to refuse by any son of his mother who calls him a hasher (Same goes for all the hers too). And this money saving scheme was well adapted by the Gujjus in the hash. Bonsai, Shining, Bela, Screwed Driver, Sole Seeker, Fubar, Pranita and Joy, all gujjus, hung around and kept drinking for as long as they could.

Leave the gujjus at a discount shop with good brands and see the sales boom. The brand in this case was chilled KingFisher; what more can one ask for?

They were not the only ones to hang around there till late. Shreyashi, Sanket, SNAFU, Patricia and Sandeep Prabhakar were also present till as long as they could drink. Not to mention, the karaoke just added more emptied glasses on our tables.

The run was marked with, as mentioned by Shreyashi, 'Slutty Red Tape' which was actually glow in the dark tape for convenience of the hashers. Slutty Red Tape??? I think I see a hash name in the making. The 7 km run was a simple, straightforward and 'as good as it can get' run. 7/10 for this one. Review was that the run was good but, the walk on the dirty Versova beach was a major speed bump on an otherwise smooth flow marked 'sluttily' by hares Shreyashi and Joy (Let the record also show that Joy was wearing brand new asics on the run and is liable to purify them on the next run, upon failing to do so, he will be given the pick of the dirtiest shoe in the hash to purify)

All credit goes to Shreyashi for the venue. Evening run couldn't have been any simpler. The arrangement was straightforward; you buy your booze at the bar... no keeping count and collecting. We occupied most of the ground floor initially, till the karaoke started, which is when we went upstairs. The scene upstairs turned from funny to hilarious within 30 minutes as the entire BH3 gang picked their choice and sang away to glory.

Bonsai suddenly saw 'Swing Low' on the list... it was only a matter of time before all the other guests saw the lot of us doing hand actions on the song. (spit before 'coming').

All in all, a great evening spent at a very cosy venue which keeps asking you to come back for more... and trust me, we shall.

On On

The Gallery

Versova Beach Sunset

Yo Bitches! Cant you see me here?

Lol... Simply lol!

Vikram aur Betaal

DAMN!

Amateur Photobombing

Professional Photo-bombing

Are you with the CIA?

What the fuck is this? Why is this patch so clean?

what your phone does when you dont know...

Midnight Buffet @ Andheri Station

Yummy Anda bhurji for the hungry hashers

Run # 461 Aman Lodge

R.I.P

(B.R.A.V.E)

(Bravely met his end, fighting a leopard. We dedicate this run to you son. May your soul rest in peace and you have a unlimited supply of bones to chew on).

We almost decided to cancel the run, but thought otherwise. And even now, I do not know whether our decision was wise or foolish. But, I'd say, a day well spent is always a wise decision and that is exactly what we got. 

As always, Baby Dick, Gimme More, Wreckless and Leaky Faucet were up to the task of haring this one. And as always, you could bet yourself that, when the dust settled, you would be craving for a chilled beer. It took us 3+ hours to finish the last one, exactly a year back. This one was no different, in which the last hasher to come back to the beer came at 1430hrs; exactly 4 hours after the run start. They were welcomed back with a loud applause.

Here's the thing... Rambo NO. 5's blessings before the run does really work. This is the 3rd time that we are running from Aman Lodge and the 3rd time that we have been warned by the cops to maintain decorum (hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha) and go about our duties with silence and peace. Yeah right!
The pre run blessings do work cos we surely can not control out chitter chatter and, even then, the cops dont seem to take action.

Azeem's daughter, Sara, did her first hash run with mommy and daddy and is welcome into the hash as the youngest hasher for this run.

The monkeys kept trying their level best to get hold of something but failed and eventually gave up to the fact that they were against bigger apes. The beers were super chilled thanks to the timely delivery of ice this time. Nobody complained.

Circle:
Hares: Bonsai played with words and neatly justified the long ass run. It was a ball breaker and hashers had mix emotions about the run. Peter was the one who suffered the most. He was dizzy and passed out at one point on the trail. Verdict: A good 9/10, purely for the view that it offered at one point. Otherwise, I would give the run a 7.5/10 for the time it took to complete the run.

Virgins: We put around 8 virgins on the ice. To be very frank, we get virgins on every runs and then some never come back. So I wont name any unless I see you again. :) ... purely cos I don't wanna waste my time on you if I ain't ever seeing you again... :-P

New Shoes: Amit Raj Arora and Fubar drank beer from the shoes on a very controversial charge of wearing new shoes. Fubars shoes were torn and a replacement for his lost running shoes while Amits' shoes still looked comparatively new. But any excuse to drink more beer is always welcome with an open mouth in the hash and they drank with no qualms.

Host and Sponsors: Abbas bhai was unavailable to be iced but we did get the Kingfisher a good credit by putting the sponsors on the ice and they did enjoy it. Cumagain also coaxed them into sponsoring the Kingfisher jacket for the next event.

No hashing event ends without the hash anthem and yummy biryani and that is exactly how this one ended too.

Run # 460 Wackopedia's Hideout

To the tunes of Sun is shining by Bob Marley...

(Hasher singing)
Sun is Shining, weather is SWEAT!!!
Lets go for the run,
In this smoldering HEAT...

(Kingfisher beer can replies)
.
.
To the rescue, here I am...
Want you to know that...
This is a chilled can...

(All the cans in the bucket start singing)...
.
.
You can drink us too!
You can drink us too!

Such was the atmosphere in Neral on the hot Sunday of run # 460. We have been to humid places before but this was by far the worse humidity I came across. But when has anything stopped the hashers from having fun. 

Wackopedia opted out of haring on D-Day. The Friday recce turned out disastrous for our 'SwearBank'. He tripped, on the trail, and lost his glasses and, ALMOST, lost his eye. So the other hares, Joystick, SNAFU and FUBAR set out, chalk in hand, to set the trail for the recce'd run. They came back so tanned and sweaty that one could see Fubar's boxers through his shorts. 

The run started a little late but finished on time. This run was all wilderness. It did not include running/walking/crawling on tar road for even a second. The trail was difficult. There were moments when the hashers had to literally crawl under thorny bushes to get to the other side. After around 90 minutes of sweating it out, the runners came back with nothing but sweat and praises for the run. The GM, Bonsai, announced that this run had raised the bar way high. Baby Dick found this to be the best run he had ever run (in BH3). All in all, everybody who came for the run was happy with what they got. 

The hares could not be happier when they were iced and all they heard were praises. Bonsai gave a run a solid 12 out of 10. Yay!

The Energizer Bunny and Naysa were next on the ice. These are opposite poles which attract the same interest. Zain and Naysa acquired respect and praises as they were the seniormost and youngest (respectively) hashers to face all odds and finish this gruesome trail. A legacy and a future in the making. 

The picturesque backdrop and the yummy biryani only added to the pleasure that sipping chilled KINGFISHER gave us. Yes! For those who didnt know, KF is the official beer sponsor for BH3.

We did get a few beers to take with us on our drive back, on condition that the driver doesn't drink and drive. Trust me. people were willing to leave their cars behind.

On On to Matheran!

Before we go

(Rabdi Devi, this girl was a virgin and a hare too. These four legged beauty accompanied us on the entire trail as we recce'd on Friday afternoon. And she never got tired of getting attention and wanting to play)

(Wackopedia and his hideout)

(The hideout)

(The terrain where the run took place. All Wilderness!)

Run # 459 Huseni Farm

I heard the monsoon weekend organised by Hyderabad Hash in Goa was a hit. Good for hashers who participated. For those who couldn't, well there is always the next time.

So, the run of the year eh? Huseni continues to impress every 365. Hashers who come every year to this place already knew the charm. For virgins to this venue, they kept wondering, until they saw it, and then they realized what we were talking about.

Most of the hashers, coming here for the first time, started taking in the view as we kept getting closer to Huseni farm. When they got off the bus and walked towards the main gate, stunned they were, with the backdrop. I am sure that every hasher who has ever come here has had that expression the first time.

So, 50+ runners, walkers, crawlers, stalkers (yeah, we have all kinds) started the run, wonderfully hared by Nihar and Deepak(came for the 2nd time after a year and hared it). The effort put by them could be seen by the wonderful nature of the trail. The climb up the hill was gruesome but the view from top made it all worth it. We didn't have any big disasters/ accidents/ injuries but we did manage a lot of hashers falling flat on their butts.

Post run beers and conversations continued.

Circle-->
Virgins: They sure did enjoy the feel of ice cold ice on their sweaty bums. This lot did not mind spending a extra few minutes on the ice.

Hares: They whipped up a nice run. A solid 8.5/10 I'd say, though some complained that the dish was missing a few key ingredients; one of them being the red tape.

New shoes: You come to run with the hash for the first time and decide to wear new shoes to impress us... Well, congratulations... we were impressed seeing the way you gulped the beer from your shoe.

History been made, again.
This has happened very rarely in the history of BH#. We know we are a bunch of guzzlers and always have more than required beers for our runs. This time, however, more was not enough. Thanks to the wonderful picturesque backdrop of the venue and the chilled KF beer combo, we ran out of all the beers that were brought for the run. Not that we fell short, but we consumed it all. Our GM always asked us not to waste and finish the beers... she couldn't be prouder. 

Run # 458 The Barking Deer

Finally! After a long wait, we got lucky to run from our very own, Gregs, bewery, The Barking Deer. This place is a must visit for people who have not been here before. Soon to be the first brewery in Bombay, this place packs a good punch. Its loud but only with the sounds of people having a good time. The staff is good. There are events that keep getting posted and festivals that get celebrated in this pub. I can only imagine the chaos once the brewery opens (which I hope is very soon).

Keeping up with the trend of virgin hares coming out in the open, Ria Shroff hared this run alongside Bonsai and it was a trail well laid. A no nonsense run (10 km), designed purely for the joy of runners. And to the point markings made it easier than ever for the runners, walkers and crawlers alike. A brilliant 8.5 /10 for this run.

The Barking Deer was buzzing with activity as the weary hashers gathered around tables and shouted out for their beers. Foosball was the game of choice for that evening. There were games between hashers and Harriett's, hashers and hashers, harrietts and harrietts, hashers and random guests and hashers and The Barking Deer management. Oh what fun!

Now, I always have a tough time ending my blogs as I am so drunk by the end of it that I can hardly hold a glass of beer in my hand, let alone remember whom I spoke to and what happened through the evening.

So I cut it short here... We all had a good time... Thank you Greg and The Barking Deer for having us over. Hope to run again with you, soon.

Run # 457 Arndhati Bungalow

Finally! We did not run out of National Park this time. But even that was not accepted by the hashers. Here is what we do to make the life of a hare miserable:
1. The entire gang of runners will never appreciate the efforts of the hares. There will be a certain number of hashers dissatisfied (intentionally or otherwise). Reason: Just for the heck of it.
2. Cant think of any other reason.

It was a welcome break for Fubar from haring this one. After a long stretch of haring previous 5 runs from this venue, he got bored of not being able to do much as SGNP doesnt allow exploring. Also, hashers were sick and tired of running the same trail again and again. They wanted something new. And Yamit and Rohan did exactly the same. They took to the streets this time on popular demand.

And what happened? Point No. 1 happened. lol
The same people who were complaining of running the same route every time complained as to why we didnt run in the park and ran on the streets instead. Phew!

The run was a good 7.5/10. Wonderfully marked and well laid. Though there have been speculations of a motorized vehicle being used for haring, it was a well executed run.

Things inside the gates of the bungalow are always hot and happening(apart from the beer, which is always chilled).

As usual, upon seeing us, the locals decided to entertain us with a match of cricket. Wackopedia unleashed some very new and innovative bad words that he learned between the runs. Zain and Zafar, alongwith Shahrukh circulated rounds of bitings and everybody else was busy getting drunk.

Sooner than later, the circle was announced and the nonsense started. I mean Abhay. Man that guy can talk. I doubt he finishes or even does his runs. He came late for the run, no one saw him cross them on the run... but he was there when we finished the run and when asked whether he did the run, said that he did... hmmmm...

Hares: Yamit and Rohan got mixed reviews for the run. All in all, a good haring effort by first time hare Rohan and a slightly more experienced Yamit.

Virgins: There were so many of those that we had to bring them on the ice in 3 rounds. The hash family is growing.

Shining was iced again. No prize for guessing why... bugger forgot the pisspots again. He is depriving us of our hash right to drink off the piss pots... thats not done.

Yamit and Rohan were iced again and christened. For the galliant effort of riding from Bombay to Sajjan on his bicycle for Easter Weekend, Yamit, the Lancy of BH3 was christened 'Uniball'.
On the same weekend, Rohan expressed his liking towards the buttocks of the female species. He was christened 'Ass-Man'.

As always, the hash anthem was the only time when all the hashers were in sync.

Biryani followed.

The party never ends there. A few hashers continued partying at a pub in Versova and went home only after a substantial amount of beer was converted into piss. If you wish to be a part of this cool after party gang, get in touch with us on the next run.

ON ON

Run # 456 Radio Club

It seems that Virgin hares are getting ready to take up their responsibilities and contribute to the hashing family. We have seen the likes of Ankit, Azeem, Rohan, Yamit and others coming forward to hare. This time it was no different. Snafu was joined by virgin hare Khushboo (Fubar pitched in) to hare this simple yet effective trail for runners.

Run # 458 passed a few landmarks in South Bombay before this, nearly, 8 km run circle back to ARC. Sassoon Dock, Afghan Church and WTC were amongst the many places that we crossed.

Satisfied hashers returned to ARC where chilled beer, Kingfisher ofcourse, came by the dozen and emptied as fast as it arrived. The hot topic of conversation these days is planning for the Monsoon Madness in Goa. Nobody realised at what point but Sanket and Fubar got into the act and started singing songs which one would hear only in local trains, traffic signals and inside auto-rickshaws. Well, that keep everyone entertained for a while.

With the calories burned and calories added, hashers went back home with nothing lost and nothing gained too, with respect to weight.

ON ON

Run # 455 Thakoor estate

So, Shining does have a very loud vocal chord. We found that out the easy way when we got Sunil Fadia to hare another misery in paradise for us. Yes, the markings were as scarce as the bald spots on Mr. Fadias' body (not head).

Coming back to Shining, for those who have known him their entire lives, none have ever heard him shout in anger, the way he did on t his run. All thanks to the wonderful haring effort. But I still give it to the hare... he at least doesn't shy away from haring unlike many others who haven't hared a single run in their hashing career.

The 7 odd kms were pure heaven with the view that the venue had to offer throughout the run. Yes, the search for the yellow tape did make it slightly more challenging but while some looked for the marking, others soaked in the wonderful view around. Also, inspite of the terrain, there were not many physical casualties on this 'Drinkers with a running problem' venture.

Thakoor Estate made us feel welcome and right at home. The huge parking space and the veranda outside the house can fit a small to medium concert. The beer always just keeps adding to the fun, thank you Kingfisher. 

Circle:

Hi, I am from New Orleans and my name is 'The black labia'. The introduction got the crowd cheering and clapping. 

Virgins poured in and took all the place on the ice in 2 rounds of introductions. This family just keeps getting bigger by the run. I wonder what would happen if, one day, all the hashers decide to come for the run at once. We can declare the venue a district in itself.

Sunil Fadia, the hare, was next to be iced. He has been more active since his comeback to the BH3 family. Someone suggested that he be given a hash name too. Point noted and will be considered... suggestions welcome. 

As insulting it is to the hash, some senior hashers still decide to turn up to the runs without hash t-shirts. Shame!

Shortcutters Wackopedia, Naysa and Pranita made it to the ice next. Pity! These guys took a ride back to the venue and lost the way again. They didnt realise they had crossed Thakoor Estate and kept going ahead only to be driven back to the venue by Fadia.

Shining, the star of the day, was brought on the ice again as hashers on the ice were disappointed by the absence of piss pots on the circle. Brewmaster promised this wouldn't happen on the next morning run and then discreetly took the number of a corrupt peon of a Muncipal hospital from another hasher. :P

Virgins laughed in shock at the Hash version of the Hash anthem as they copied our moves. Before that, The Black Labia also shared a new hash song and everybody sang along.

What is the 2nd best thing after cold beer? Biryani, shouted someone, and people filled their beer bellies with food and shot of to the city. 

Run # 454 ARC

Folks, need your help. I wasnt present for this run so I cannot complete this blog. Anybody who was present at the run and wishes to write about it, please do.
I shall review the write up and put it up on this page.
Credit shall be given... :)


On On

Run 453 Fadia Farmhouse

The heat was really on for this run. People till the last minute were asking the same question, "Is it the farm with the open tank to dip in or the other one?"
We were running from the other farm house... the small cosy house surrounded by the vastness of the land.

The bus ride to the venue was equally adventurous. 18 hashers in a bus meant for 27, which gave us enough space to sprawl on the seats. Why 27 seater? Because we had that many hashers wanting to come and some backed out last minute. (We gotta charge them in advance henceforth.)
The bus was doing a nice cruising speed on the Vashi bridge. Little did we know that we were gonna be in line of a chain reaction that would take place 20 cars ahead of us. No one was prepared to hear the tires screech as the driver attempted NOT to run into the petty little car ahead of us. We succeeded. Unfortunately the car behind us did not and rammed straight into our bus after being rammed by another bus from behind. No casualties apart from a banged up Wagon R.

Now, for those who do not know, road accidents in India are a big deal for the person whose vehicle incurs the most damage and, in such scenario, no matter how much they are in fault, they will always blame the other person. Hello! Ever heard of the word INSURANCE?

So after wasting nearly 30 minutes of not letting us go and blaming us the for the mishap, it took the height of Baby Dick and the vocabulary of Wackopedia; with the help of Manish, Fubar and Fartashatys' backing up and a lot of threatening and abuses that we finally drove past them with pride and honor.

Now all the arguing and cursing did take its toll on our apetite and since we were before time, even now, we stopped at Dutta's for Vada Pav and chai.

The run:

Surprisingly, the bus was before time inspite of the mishap on the highway, the snack stop and getting lost and taking a wrong turn. The other cars eventually came up and we kicked off the run.

Hared by Shivaji, Sunil Fadia and Shreyashi, the run was a little over 90 minutes for walkers. It was hot as hell with shady patches where one got some cool breeze.

At one such patch, Fubar, Snafu, Wackopedia and Patricia decided to chill in the shade and enjoy the breeze. Bonsai and Shreyashi caught up and eventually we moved on.

The Circle:

Cockney Wanker came back to run with BH3 as he was in town and we made use of his presence. He was the RA for the this one.

Hares: Shivaji, Fadia and Shreyashi were iced for the wonderful run and Abhay couldn't shut up.

Virgins were iced next and Abhay kept babbling through their introduction. We also had a canine virgin, Frisky, who appeared for her first run and won the hearts of all with her feminine ways and her calm behavior.

Up next were Wackopedia, Fubar, Snafu and Patricia and Abhay still wouldn't shut up.

The host Sunil Fadia was iced again and STILL, Abhay would just not keep his voice low.

What I mean to say is, "ABHAY, respect the circle and, NEXT TIME, shut up or else we will tie you to a chair and tape your mouth."

The only time he kept quiet was during the hash anthem.

The run was followed by the IPL finals at a hashers home and the party continued with more drinks and pizzas.

We did think of getting an AC bus for the next summer runs. Hashers, your votes please.

On On!

Run # 452 Parsee Gymkhana

The blog for this is not present as I could not make it for the run... If anyone, who participated for the run, is willing to write about it, please be my guest and update this blog.

Run # 451 Kshunbhar Vishranti

The Ripple... errr... Waffle... errrr... DOMINO effect!

For people who decided not to participate in this run, trying to escape the heat: it couldn't get better than this. 

Kshunbhar Vishranti gave us chilled beers, shade and some authentic Malvani food. But the highlight was the work done by hares, Wandering Nuts and Sanghamitra.

What was dreaded to be a run, hot as hell, turned out to be a treacherous trek uphill BUT, in shaded patches for 75% of the run. It tested our lung capacity and gave us instant reports of how we were doing good by exercising, once in a while. The incline led to a flat surface on top of the hill. This vast stretch of land made a perfect location for a horror movie shot. Endless lines of trees, completely dried out in the heat, barren and rough land, shrubs cropping up here and there and the sudden silence in the air got us to run and get out of this place faster. I think this was the patch we crossed the fastest.

The Domino effect

Now, where there is a climb up, there is a downhill too. And we saw the downhill climb with Bonsai already at the bottom and Shining, Fubar, Sanfu, Khyati, Fartashaty and Vivek in the 2nd batch to follow. Sandeep was taking his time with this one and was left behind with Cumagain, Neha, Naysa, Temton, Myra and others. As we reached the bottom of the hill, Farty suddenly slipped on some loose gravel and went down on his butt. It was so hysterical that we couldn't stop laughing. We laughed so hard at the sight of it that I am sure a little pee came out. Just as we managed to get Farty on his feet, Vivek was the next to go. He slipped exactly on the same spot but his fall was epic. His expression while he was in he air for a fraction of a second was that of someone who was still hysterical about Fartys' fall and, at the same time, surprised about his own fall. Not only did he fall butt first in the ground, he actually bounced a little and fell again. Right behind him was Fubar who sat down to conquer the gravel slope only to realise that he too, eventually, fell victim to the gravel as he slipped and went down. 

Did you know? Snafu had a sighting in the wild. She saw a wild ASS just towards the end of the run. Before she could react, the ass was covered with pants and the man walked out of the ditch and showed us the way to Kshunbhar Vishranti. Poor guy couldn't fertilize the grounds, thanks to Snafu who now thinks that shes seen it all. This also led to some weird conversation about 'Shit being sucked in' post the run; I seriously would not want to discuss that on the blog. 

The 90 minute run was as good as it could get and people had nothing but praises for the hares. 

Circle:

Wandering Nuts and Sanghamitra, virgin hares, could not have pulled out a run better than this for this venue, for this run. The run, in my opinion was a solid 10/10. It was the right length, the right exercise and the right time to get back to the beers. 

Abhay (philosophical Asaram Bapu) and Khyati (Snafu's cousin) were the only Virgins for this run. They both shared  their experiences at their first run and were coldly welcome to the Hashing family.

Sanfu and Joy were next on the ice. Reason: Both of them are now owners of atleast 4 wonderful hash t-shirts but decided to endorse 'Zara' and 'Nike' on the run. 

Temton and Ramnik were on the ice. While Temton got his long overdue hash name the latter got the privilege of his hash name being withdrawn as he and some other hashers didn't agree to it. Temton was christened 'Hand cock' for his ability to operate fork lifts with his hand and breaking them while he does so more often than he would admit. 

Abhay could not control his laughter and walked away while we did the remixed dance version of 'Swing Low', our hash anthem.

Now, we came back to the main reason why we run from this venue, The Malvani Thali. Hashers sat at the huge dining table as a line of thalis, fish, mutton, chicken and veg were rolled out. We ate to our hearts content and then ate some more. 

Phir kya, we got out in the heat again and disappeared with our cars back to our beloved BOMBAY.

On! On!

Run # 450 Rude Lounge... errr... Jugheads... errr... Fuel Lounge

So finally where was the beer venue? The mail said Rude Lounge which was followed by another mail which said Jugheads and eventually we started downing beers at Fuel Lounge. That besides the point, this run we saw something that we have not seen in many years. A beer stop in the middle of the run. Now that gives the run a straight 10/10.

Now Fartashaty was standing at the bouncer counter collecting monies for the run. Staff members at Rude Lounge were confused as to what was happening. We had just taken over. Hashers were confused too. The more frequent question being asked was, "Wasn't there an email which mentioned that the run was moved 300mts away to Jugheads?"

To explain that, the run was initially at Rude Lounge but they decided to charge us more just because we have the money. Jugheads offered us a better deal and we only go places where we can get more beer with the same amount of money.

Vesku, the hare, started giving us the instructions on how the run was marked and what were the diversions.

The various markings we would see enroute. 

And with whatever we could hear of the instructions, thanks to the noise on the street, we headed off west towards L&T. The markings were very tricky and we found Vesku guiding us in all the right places. Within the first 30 - 45 minutes of running we reached a point where Vesku stood with a big bucket right at his feet. 

"Beer stop!" he shouted.

The bucket full of beer

It was like a mini circle in the middle of nowhere where beers were popped and hashers started small conversations of their own. 

Mini Circle on the street

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After about 30 minutes at the beer stop (we were waiting for runners of the long run to meet us here), we headed on to the more difficult part of this run which involved climbing down a small hill with steep jumps.

All in all, after an hour plus a few minutes, we were back at Fuel Lounge, gathered in one corner with beer in our hand. 

Wandering Nuts and Duffy were the only 2 members who did the entire run which amounted to 12kms approx. Kudos!

The after party continued at the Bonsai residence as a few hashers moved there for the remainder of the evening and to celebrate SNAFU's birthday as the clock struck midnight and the calendar changed dates. 

On On!

The Adventure weekend @ The nature trails, Sajan

Day 1:

The moment we entered the gates of The nature trails, we saw a huge hoarding...

We didn't mean to disrespect their ethics but; just as we read this Fubar (me), Wackopedia, Screwed Driver and Snafu lit their ciggarettes. 

The further we walked towards the rooms, the more we started liking the place. Yes, tree tops were good but Bonsai cautioned everyone, "Please be careful during coitus; the entire room shakes." 

Our very efficient GM had already christened the room with Shining ;).

The Cacoons were pretty stable though. :P

Run # 447. Day 1
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Fubar and Shika were the reason for marking the first run. The recce however was done by Suryakant (who would smile everytime Fubar called him out as 'Suuryakaant') who had mapped the entire 5kms run in this head. Yes, it being the first run, Fubar and Shika made sure that everybody got a good warm uprun for the Saturday ball breaker. Patches of bright orange could be seen from far as hashers in groups or solos made their way on the trail.

(The deranged orange)

This is the spot just by the stage and outside the party room where everybody congregated for beers and conversations. It was fun as always. Osama put a hand in his pants and pulled out the entire Candies spread on the table. Suddenly people were seeing running around with boxes of Chicken S/W, puffs, Chatni S/W and the world famous wafers.

Circle:

Fubar and Shika were iced and applauded for a short, sweet and simple run.
Virgins were iced next. This time to hit the ice was Kingfishers very own Samar Shekhawat.
There were no charges or maybe I was too drunk to remember anything.

I need not point it out but there was a shocker that did its round when a certain hasher raised the beer to question a certain other hasher. Lets just say the situation was taken care of .

As the night kept getting darker, the music got louder but surprisingly; people, instead of dancing inside, chilled outside around the bonfire. Yes, there was a nip of cold in the night, enough to be around a bonfire. It is as if it is a ritual but it has been noticed that at every Easter Weekend, the hashers who are up till the end and beyond are: Fubar, Bonsai, Screwed Driver, Wackopedia, Cumagain and Sole Seeker. To add to the team this time was a very active and regular hasher, Shika.

Day 2:

We were a bit tad disappointed with the valley crossing activity in the morning. It was rather too short compared to the one at Tapola. But we are hashers and nothing can really disappoint us. We made the most out of the experience and most of us did the exercise twice before moving on for breakfast.

Suryakant entered the venue with the plan of the day. Kayaking and Rappelling were in line next. Before we left for the adventure, we were hosted by the owner of the property; The Nature Trails. We were given a tour of the house within the resort.

water fountain behind the house

landscape behind the house

various wildlife

Sasa

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We never knew kayaking would be so much fun even on such a hot day. As there was a big lot of hashers, we were divided into 2 where the first half stayed for kayaking while the second bunch left for rappelling down the damn. Everyone was tired at the end of it and wondered how the run would be managed.

Run # 448 Day 2
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We could have not expected anything less for a Saturday run on an Easter Weekend. What a run! What a run! We did start a little later than 4pm to beat the heat and it worked wonders on the runners/ walkers/ crawlers.

The run covered a total area of almost 8kms with some serious climbing towards the end. We practically circled around the lake that we to for kayaking and then headed onto the foot of the mountain for the 5 min 90 degree climb.

There were 2 patches of abandoned hutments along the way; the kind of stuff you get to see in horror movies. Dried leaves stacked up and bamboo sticks neatly stacked amidst broken, shattered, doorless huts. Eerie... very eerie.

Right on top of the mountain we could see silhouettes of Screwed Driver and Ramnik, our 2 out of 3 hares, waiting with a can full of nimboo pani. It was cold and refreshing. So was the view from the top as we could see the sun closing in on the ground below to hide behind the horizon.

The 'eerieness' continued as, just before we entered the property, we saw another abandoned bungalow with boarded up windows and a small outhouse with no door. We now knew where we were gonna wander in the night.

The circle:
The hares: Ramnik, Screwed Driver and Cumagain could not have done a better job than this. Again a big thanks to Suryakant who recce'd the entire trail and gave us such a beautiful run.

Ramnik and Shika were next on the ice. They were to be christened and given hash names. This is what dedication in the hash leads to. You grow faster and reach milestones even faster. Shika joined the hash 6 months ago and has already hared 3 runs and missed 1 run since her inception in the BH3. She deserved an aka for herself. Same goes with Ramnik. He wasn't able to come for the last few runs due to his injury but even he has, otherwise, not missed 1 too many runs. After a lot of discussion and improv and suggestions like 'Puppy love' (for her love for dogs) etc. JD wants in the center and suggests 'SNAFU' (Something Normal All Fucked Up); his explanation being, "Being with Fubar, this girl deserve the name as she was Something Normal (and now) All Fucked Up." People clapped, beer was poured on the head and she was christened. 
Ramnik, our 6ft hero who doesn't smoke and drink was perched on the ice awaiting his turn. His passion was clear; hiking and riding his bullet. The recently development being his broken back. Misfiring Bullet, The Bulleteer and Broken Bullet were few of the many suggestions that came across his way until someone shouted, "Brokeback Mountain aka BBM". People clapped, beer was poured on the head and he was christened.

Up next were the sponsors: Mihir, Zain and Shahrukh were next on the ice. We got some much needed alcohol, waist pouches and other items of necessity sponsored by these guys and we thought we'd be courteous for once.

For dinner, tonigh, we had barbeque and the buffet was set outside in the open near the bonfire. I would have loved to give you a lot of details on what happened but sadly, I was too drunk and high to remember anything. But we did have a lot of fun and once everyone packed up for the night; Fubar, Screwed Driver, Sole Seeker and SNAFU ventured out in the dark of the night to check out the abandoned bungalow. It was scary as hell.

Run # 449 Day 3
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It feels good when things fall in place. The hangover run on Sunday fell in place as it ended after 3kms. It couldn't have gotten any simpler.

The circle:
Baby Dick, Gimme More, Leaky Faucet and Wreckless pulled a wonderful run out of their ass.

Fubar and SNAFU were iced for having sex on the run. It turns out that they switched t-shirts enroute as the black t-shirt SNAFU was wearing, was on Fubar when they came back from the run.

Up next were Screwed Driver and Sole Seeker who very conveniently chose to skip the run as they were provided hot chocolate and breakfast in the room by their mom aka GM, Bombay Hash.

Suryakant was also put on the ice and the applaud was that which you hear at the Wankhede Stadium during a India vs Pak match with Sachin Tendulkar on strike at 199 runs.

Following the event was a Warli dance by the locals and it was beautiful. We ended up participating in the dance ourselves.

With the last lunch at The Nature Trails, the Easter Weekend was thus concluded as people gathered for one last group picture...

The blues... 

Credits:

• A big thanks for the service provided by The Nature Trails and its staff. We hope to see you again, soon.
• A special thanks to Suryakant for the untiring support throughout the 3 days. Thanks for providing us with excellent runs and making our experience a smooth one.
• Lets not forget Kingfisher... thanks for keeping us hydrated with all the beer that you provided. We made sure that we did not leave much for you to take back home.
• Thank you Samar Singh Shekawat for participating for the event and showing us the support that you did. 
• Thank you all the hares for laying out the wonderful runs.
• Thank you BH3 mismanagement for the wonderfully managed and planned Easter Weekend.