Yes, FUBAR was one half of the duo who were going to hare. See that is where it already becomes interesting. Now, it becomes even more interesting because the second hare was the Vada Pav-loving, curse inventing, Wackopedia. See where we are going?
The Run (as announced)- It was announced that the run would start from the gate of Inorbit Mall and finish at Malad Social. Sounds super simple, innit?
The Haring procedure- The hares would set a trail, and mark it with red tape or flour or chalk, or limestone.
Fubar set off on Saturday morning to mark a rough trail, halfway into his journey, he realized he'd forgotten to carry the damn tape. So he just walked the trail and got it on Strava.
In the evening, he and Wackopedica set off once again, this time with the red tape. They marked the first 3 km of the 6kms trail and then stopped.
They stopped at a local watering hole known as Panchmukhi. It was a quarter joint. Over the next 6 hours, they got tipsy and decided that this was a better spot than Malad Socials and so the down-downs should be done here. There was also a surprise for all those attending the run.
The actual run- On D-Day, the hashers gathered at the meeting point. Wreckless provided entertainment by wearing his hash tee, front side back. He did do a small but erotic skin show while attempting to correct the wardrobe malfunction on the street.
Soon after the erotic session, the fun was flagged off.
The surprise- The hashers were immediately ushered to the newly inaugurated Metro Line and the run began with a ride in the Metro. Post the ride, the trail took them to the lovely backroad of Malad Mindspace, onto the Link Road, through Sunder Nagar, the narrow streets of Somvari Bazaar, Liberty Garden, and back to the Link Road; finally ending the trail at the 'discovered yesterday', Panchmukhi Bar and Restaurant.
At the bar, beer and Old Monk started pouring from the glasses down our throats. Conversations started pouring from our mouths in the environment. A little laugh here, a loud curse there, giggles and smoke circles in the air, the hashers got merry.
We were also joined by the cult builder, Cum-sulk-cunt for the down-downs. Yeah, she's made it a habit to ensure that she comes to Bombay for all our runs. Then she'd sleep till late, miss the run and attend the down-down sesh. Damn good trick, lady!
We were also joined by the cult builder, Cum-sulk-cunt for the down-downs. Yeah, she's made it a habit to ensure that she comes to Bombay for all our runs. Then she'd sleep till late, miss the run and attend the down-down sesh. Damn good trick, lady!
We also got a surprise visit from 'No Conditions Apply' who came to Bombay after spending a day at the Nash Hash in Bengaluru.
And so, after a lovely morning of running a half-marked but beautiful trail set by the hares, down-downs at a local watering hole, and some memories made, some hashers called it a day, and some continued with their drinks.
Until the next run, ON ON!
