Run # 483 Kshunbhar Vishranti

Yup, the monsoons arrived with a big bang and so did hashers at Kshunbhar Vishranti. Wandering Nuts and Sanghamitra were kind enough to join us for this one, all the way from the US of A.  The amount of time they spend there, they might as well become citizens. Lol

A good turn out for the run, yeah? So let's talk about it. Wandering Nuts, Bonsai, Shining and Shivaji hared this one. And they didn't keep it to the surroundings of the hotel, they took it up a notch, literally. The run started nearly 2 kms away from the ice point, at the Karnala Bird Sanctuary. And what a weather... It couldn't have been a better hashing day. Amidst streams and fog and rain we ran, and then we slowed down to do that treacherous climb up the hill. Expected with the choice of hares that this would happen. Once on top, the view only made it worth the effort. A solid 9 out of ten for this one.

Events that followed:
--> Porn dog kept walking funny claiming that an insect was in love with her arse.
--> Porn dog then did a banana split on one of the steps and claims that if she had balls, they'd remind her of her sins.
--> Wandering Nuts kept looking for his car keys for and almost called his Man Friday to come down with a spare set of keys. Finally, and Beer knows how, the keys were found in Bonsais' pouch for some reason. I know Skoda is better than VW but chill Bonsai...  Lol
--> Fubar, having not met with a calamity for a while now, was helped by a spider in the jungle. Suddenly feeling itchy post run, Fubar eventually broke out into an allergic reaction from a spider bite. Think Will Smith in Hitch when he gets an allergy and is all swollen up... Or think an older version of Robert Downey Jr is what Bonsai said... Ya ya, I am flattered. The next time u see someone swinging in the sky, don't worry... Fubar has been bitten by a spider and his name can stay with him.

Circle:
Alright guys, there are no rules in the hash. However, the hash considers it's ice very sacred. So for people who didn't know and kept asking, here's the word of the ice lord, "we shall not allow virgins on the unholy slab. If you fancy the melting water, thou shall cometh backeth as a 2 timer, u shall have sinned and will get your rightful spot on the ice." ok?
Alright alright, I will simplify it for you. If you are running with BH3 for the first time, you don't get iced. Come for the 2nd run and you've got your ass on the slab.

Hares:
The run... Fabulous
The hashers... Happy
What more can I say, we all just drank beers for them.

2 timers :
Preeti and Jagdeep were our two timers for the day. "Welcome to the Bombay Hash. This will now be your parent hash. Anywhere I the world you hash, if they ask which hash you belong to, you will proudly say Bombay Hash without batting an eyelid. Agreed?". They did and we drank to them too.

Wackopedia, Baby Dick, Bonsai, Shivaji and Fubar were next on the ice. Yes well, sometimes we like to sit on the ice and don't get to do that so much as we are mismanagement. So we do somethings that put us on the ice. Like, we organise events, apart from the runs, like Easter Weekends, Monsoon Weekends, Nash Hash etc and then sit on ice for all the efforts we put into it.

Horny Yeti:
This fellow knows the hash forever but never attended any of our runs. He opened the doors to Tribal Route for the hashers so many times but was never running with us. He has surfaced since the past few months and how. Yeti, whomever you have found interesting in the hash for you to keep coming back, we are glad. Not only has he become a serious hasher but is always in the front lines to assist the mismanagement in any way possible. He deserved to be recognised and he did. He got a solo performance on the ice.

Beer Bong:
Honestly, I was too drunk to remember why he was on the ice. But Beer Bong on the ice means one and only one thing, fun. He belongs to the sect of hashers whom I cannot explain. You have to meet him to know him. We made him sit on the ice for a really long time while Baby Dick a rendition of, "I am singing in the rain" and had everyone standing with their butts and boobs sticking out.

With that we ended the circle (it was actually a straight line this time) and started our anthem. I am sure everyone was swinging low this time.

Oh Kshunbhar Vishranti, your thalis and your service and hospitality brings us back, again and again and again. Yummy in the tummy before we left for our igloos.