Run 591 | Grant Road

 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!?

Run # 588 Arundhati, SGNP

 "वही बंगला जहां जमीन पर बर्फ रखी हो और लोग उस पर बैठते हों?", said the ice vendor upon FUBAR ordering the ice. "आप सब बरसों बाद आए हैं", he said as he confirmed that the ice block would reach Arundhati on time for the circle. 

The Arundhati gang for Run # 588

On Sunday morning, the neighborhood in Krishna Nagar, Borivali (East), woke up to a nostalgic chatter outside Arundhati Bungalow. Screams of On On!, where to park the car? who will eat Vada pav, weird names being called out did the rounds! 

Amey 'Jack of', the host, and a newly titled father, was overwhelmed already by seeing hashers after ages.

Bicep Bubbly, one of the 2 hares, arrived fashionably late and tried to blame his wife for the same. One look from Deepti and he had his tail between his legs. 

 

The unmarked trail, finally announced by FUBAR, flagged off at 10:30ish and took the hashers for a lovely walk inside Sanjay Gandhi National Park, a dense jungle within the city. Once again, we didn't manage to lose any hasher on the trail or in the jaws of a wild cat (DAMMIT). After roughly 90 mins of pure Mowgly vibes, the hashers returned to Arundhati for some down-downs.  

Arundhati has always been a place where hashers get a little enchanted. The conversations are more, the masti is more and the vibe is a little high. 

Circle:

FUBAR and Bicep Bubbly were iced for laying a fantastic trail without any markings. A superb 10/10 for the run, purely cos of the environment in which it was held. 

Virgin, Dipti, and Returnees, Bicep Bubbly, Shreyashi, Horny Yeti, and On a Loop were iced and welcomed and welcomed back to Bombay Hash

The entire gang who made it to InterHash in Goa was next on the ice. 

Clit-Oh-Patra was iced for showing true Hashing spirit and traveling almost 200 km just to attend the run.

'Jack Of' was iced for being a wonderful host and spoiling us with this quaint and lovely bungalow. Bonsai and Shinging curiously discussed his ass in the background.

After all the fun, yummy biryani did the job of keeping our tummy happy. 

Some headed off to their domes while some headed off to Doolally for more beers. 

On On!

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26th March 2023... details to be out soon! 

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Run # 587 God knows where

We decided to start 2023 with the city run. And as dazed and confused, 1 half of the hare was, it all became chaotic right off the start. 

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 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!