One of the most liked places for us hashers to run from within the city is Late Mr. Irani's (RIP) lovely terrace in Grant Road.
And we were glad to be here after so long.
So, on a crisp and hot Sunday morning, hashers gathered outside the gate of the building which happens to be BANG opposite the Grant Road Railway Station. While were shuffling the crates from the car to the terrace, a cabbie was heard cursing. The words he used got instantly graved in our minds and Wackopedia accepted the cabbie as a guru... "Lund ke Balgam"
The hot topic of discussion was also the very fancy way, this run was marked. There was no tape, no chalk, no map; this beauty was marked with a riddle, actually, a few riddles put together. And the riddles were made up of Bollywood songs.
The trail was as follows:
na na karte pyaar tumhi se kar baithe -
apni azaadi ko hum hargiz mitaa sakte nahin -
kabhi warden road kabhi ...... .... -
hum bewafaa hargiz na thé (par hum 'hotel 😜' book karna saké) -
पाद aa rahi hai, mujhe पाद aa rahi hai -
hai huku hai huku hai hai -
left lo aur dekho baarish (nahin) ho rahi hai -
jaggu dada ka adda aaya, dhoop mein gaand fatt gaya -
yahan pe jayenge lekin bhel nahin khayenge -
aur left mein naahi pav bhaji khayenge -
Vihar coffee House (yeh bc jagah pe koi film ne dhyaan nahin diya, BC)! -
left at z grade bhojpuri movies ka purana thikana -
iss theatre ke aas paas mein sirf gay aur fairies milenge -
take left to arrive at station pin code 007!
So, the next time you are in town and are supremely bored and want to walk, just decode this and you'll be good to go.
We crossed quite a few landmark spots and we also crossed the building which was gifted to the right hand of Mr. Mukesh Ambani. If I was given a property this big, I'd retire.
The View point was shut so we stood next to it for a group picture. The sun was right on top but our spirits were high. Either that or the circuits in our heads had burnt off. Either way, good pic eh!?
Back at the venue, the fans were turned on and hashers chilled on comfy chairs and chilled Kingfisher while it lasted.
Issued in public interest:
When I say chilled Kingfisher while it lasted, I meant that we served the last batch of Kingfisher. We shall now be sipping on the cool refreshment that London Pilsner brings with it.
Yeah, Bombay Hash has moved to London Pilsner and a certain few hashers couldn't be more happier with the welcome change. Thank you Kingfisher for your support all these years.
So, after Osamas snacks were devoured and FUBARs salary was munched up, Bonsai announced the circle and every one stood around 6 lil blocks of ice that were melting away fast.
Shivaji was iced for the wonderfully riddled run. Wreckless, Cyrus, Hand Cock, Ninja and Leaky Faucet accompanied him with a wow to hares runs in the future.
Next on the ice was Wreckless and Hand Cock, the birthday boys of May.
Fartashaty decided to wear new shoes to the run. We loved the shoes as much as he loved drinking donated beer from the shoe.
Fartashaty was also put on the ice for organizing the lovely venue for us to run from. We all raised our cans and paid our respects to Mr. Irani.
I guess London Pilsner has already started working its magic on the hashers. By the time we were done with the anthem, Cyrus got very patriotic and motivated and offered a venue for the June run and also commited to hare the said run. Yippee!
Note: The June run is going to be a city run!
With the assumption of a monsoony June run, hashers split, with enough time to watch the IPL finals which actually, eventually, ended on Tuesday.
ON ON!
PS: Osama is up for grabs! Anyone interested!?
