Run # 442 Arundhati Bungalow

The same ol' story

By the end of the run every one understood why Cockney, in the morning, said that it is going to be the same run as the previous ones from this venue. 

A little history:

Arundhati runs have mostly been hared by Fubar and an accomplice. So far he has taught the marking trade to Beer Bong, Yamit and, this time, Shika. As much as Fubar would like to do something different, his will to get hashers a shady run and get them to their beer faster; gets the better of him.

So they ran the usual road from the bungalow into National Park, around the park and back on the road back to the bungalow. The local Indian cricket team waited for us patiently outside the bungalow. They wanted us to move the cars to a different location so that they could start their version of Gully cricket. Some entertainment. 

Surprisingly, a lot of hashers were praising Fubar's bum and that freaked a few others out. Fubar just decided to stand with his back facing the wall for the rest of the event. 

Hares Fubar and Shika were iced for  the not such a big effort but the virgins did enjoy the run. 

Virgins, a lot of them again, were iced and got a chance to speak as they introduced themselves to the rest of the family. 

New shoes: Nazia and Debu decided to wear new shoes for the run. Debu, it was an achievement for the virgin hasher. Not only does he drink beer off a piss pot on his first ever encounter with the hash, he also drinks beer off his left shoe. Yes, a little bit of beer donated from the tins of each and every hasher present there.

Biryani, this time, was provided by a different guy but tasted better than ever before. 

And the hashers went back home, happily ever after. 

Since, we wont be seeing each other before 2013, let me, Fubar, on behalf of the entire mismanagement team and all the hashers, wish all the hashers...

A HAPPY AND BEERFUL 2013.

Run # 441 Captain Crap Residence

 Daddy dear, Azeem, made an appearance for the first time after being promoted to the post of a DAD. Congratulations! There were more expats than locals in this chapter of the Bombay Hash. Overall, the turn out was pretty low on this run but it was it was the bad luck of the people who could not make it for the beautifully laid out trail by Shelby 'Captain Crap' himself. And what a colorful run it was. Yeah! Shelby marked the run with blue, yellow and pink and white chalk.

The run, divided in a run and a walk, 10km and 5kms respectively. The short run took us straight into a slum dwelling which further extended into a pig farm (to say, as that place was thronged with pigs). The marking was wonderful and kept us on the track as we emerged back on the Juhu Tara road and headed straight to the beach from where it was a long walk on the beach back to the beers. The scene was perfect. We parked ourselves on a big bump in the garden facing the sea and the wonderful sunset was the view. Chilled beers started popping as the orange sky turned dark. Eventually people got hungry and a call was made. Peperoni Pizzas by the beach was another delight. We filled our tummies and had a hearty laugh over the numerous jokes that were shared.

With a tummy full of beer and pizzas, hashers decided to call it a day at around 9pm and thinned away.

Run # 440 Sunil Fadia farmhouse no. 2

When the 60 hashers came to know that Shivaji had hared the run, they already started dreading the long walk/ run in the heat (winter is still nowhere to be seen). Yes, Bombay is not particularly known for its winters but something is better than nothing.

Anyway, the hopes of the hashers were further crushed when no markings could be found after just 500 mts into the run. The hares said that the villagers took them off but I beg to differ. Between Shivaji haring it with Sunil Fadia and Sunil Fadia walking with his legs wide apart, it was evident that everything else but haring happened there. Lol

The other speculation was that Mr. Fadia has built all these farm houses from the money he saved on all the red tape. The run was LITERALLY marked with half a roll of tape.

Disappointing for the runners and a delight for the walkers, the 5 km run ended in an hour plus a few minutes. And everybody got chilled beer before they actually expected.

This was not the farm where we had run before. Sunil has 3 farms in the vincinity. This one was a cosy little place compared to the last one which had something we called a pool. This one didnt have water even but enough of shade to keep the sweat away and the beers flowing.

Somebody shouted GROUP PIC and everyone just gathered in one place. There were too many paparazzi's on this run. After a few seconds we got confused as to which camera to say cheese to.

Circle:

Virgins... There were one too many i'd say... Promising virgins ranging from architects to visiting hashers to photographers to engineers. Arindam (Pune hasher), Robin (Rambo no. 5's accomplice), Sandra plaza (birth mark lady), Cara, Pravin and Amit (architect) graced their butts on the ice.

Hares Shivaji and Sunil Fadia also left their bum prints on the ice... They were praised by a few for the short and sweet trail while collectively cursed by everyone for the rubbish marking. All in all, they were satisfied.

Omi and Selwyn thought they would get away with wearing new shoes. Hahaha... They were spotted and brought to justice as they gulped beer and water (Omi doesnt drink) from their left shoe.

Sunil Fadia was brought to the ice again and we couldnt thank him enough for providing the venue. We didnt want to really.

Following the circle, hashers behaved like humans, perhaps the only time they do, when they stood in line for the biryani.

Suddenly someone shouted, "Hashers,  don't throw your plates after you have eaten as we have less plates and we need to share them."

"Is that a prank?" Someone asked with an empty plate with a couple of chewed up bones in it. "Are you done eating?" I replied as I took the empty plate from him and stood in line myself.

On On

Run # 439 Country Club

It is proved that us BOMBAY HASHERS are a bunch of moody people. We decide what part of the run we do and what we skip. Which works well for all of us... any reason to get back to our beers earlier.

So, yes the turnout was low as our Sindhi and Gujju hashers decided to buy gold on the auspicious day of Dhanteras. But that did not dampen the spirits of the 20+  hashers who did show up for the run. 

The run, hared by Fubar and Shika, was a well marked affair. Getting out of Country Club and taking a walk on the infamous Four Bungalow, Seven Bungalow, Versova, the beach, Model town and back. The run started normal before we hit the Four Bungalow Junction. Chaos was then in order with the first phone call on Fubars phone asking, "Where the fuck is the marking?" To which the reply was, "Its right there you sober bastard."

A few hashers did, however decide to do the entire run and went onto the beach. Majority just decided to skip the beach as their cravings for beer got the best of them. Thus the markings were given a 'Go To Hell' tag andthey just headed back to the club. 

Beers started doing the rounds and Fubar felt so drunk that when Wandering Nuts made a public announcement, "There is a glass in a bottle, where is it?" he just went nuts trying to figure out what sense it made. (Infact he is still confused so any help would be appreciated). Conversations moved across tables and once could frequently hear the loud roars of uncontrollable laughters. Wailing Whackopedia had his moment with Ankit at a verbal vomit on Bombay vs Delhi. 

A certain Mr. Gaga suddenly walks up to Bonsai and says, "Thank You. I had fun today and I hope to see you again in the future runs. " Bonsai lost interest the moment he used a heavy phrase 'thank you'. (LOL)

So, after coughing up the bill amount, the hashers left the arena to do what they do best... GO HOME AND DRINK SOME MORE BEERS.

On On

Run # 438 Halloween Run

Orva society kids were scared out of their wits when they saw various artists at their gate gearing up for the Halloween run.

We had the likes of the masked Scream movie killer, a dracula, a couple of fairies, Slash (guitarist from GnR), a gothic boy with complete piercings and black nail polish, a man with his head in his hand and a butchers knife in another, twitter in human form and our very own Psy (Gangnam style) and Hollow Man were a few to name.

The run, hared by Cockney Wanker and Wailing Whackopedia was as good as it can get. It took us to the Bandra Station and onto the skywalk to the other side of Bandra (East). It was evident that we were looking scary as people would just turn around, look at our get ups and girls would literally scream in fear. The twist in the run was the Railway Coach yard that we got entry to (otherwise a highly restricted area for civilians). Hats off to the hares for showing us the really old railway coaches and engines. Fartashaty made a late appearance and caught up with the other walkers and MAN was he scary! The best costume for the evening I must say. People also saw a glimpse of Psy doing the steps of Gangnam style on the streets and Sole Seeker pulled out an amazing job.

So after circling Bandra East, Khar and back. The terrace of Cockney's house was bustling with activity. Beers kept pouring in and hashers just went crazier than thou.

Once back, we did do a group Gangnam style dance. Btw, Psy won the MTV EMA awards. :P

Circle:

Hares WW and CW were applauded for their fab run. No complaints whatsoever.

2 couples, one old and one new, were iced for having sex on the run... :P 

Anurag and Neha were caught in the act while Noodles and Fubar just wouldnt leave each other even for a second. They were put on the ice.

After a lot of group pics which have still not reached us to upload, the world famous biryani came out and we ate. 

Post that, some went home... some didnt... some couldnt.

Run # 437 Aman Lodge

September 30, 2012

5 little monkeys jumping on the bed

1 fell down and broke his head... 

some crap like that went down in Matheran on Saturday when a bunch of hashers decided to reach Matheran a day in advance. But we are not here to know what these few did to the monkeys. We are concentrating on the Sunday... THE Sunday, when a crazy bunch of people ran in the wilderness of Matheran. 

60 odd hashers turned up at the heritage 'Aman Lodge' bungalow belonging to our very own Abbasbhai. People, some on time and some fashionably late, arrived and started the run, the lonnnnnng run. It felt that this run was sponsored by Nissan to promote their caaaaaaaaaar, Sunny. 

It was a long run for sure but rest assured, the run took us to points in Matheran which no one visits even when they are on their leisure trip to his hill station of the monkeys. The run, starting from Aman Lodge took us into the wilderness and brought us at the Louisa Point... on on to Echo Point, Charlotte Lake through the back road of the market back to Aman Lodge. We clocked 3 hours of walking and were desperately craving beer by the end of it. And beer we got.

The circle-

It was obvious that the hares would have a tough time cos of the long run, but no one complained a lot. Though long, it was shady enough for people to finish it without breaking a lot of sweat. There was a mix of yuhu's and boo's but overall, the run was enjoyed by each and everyone. Success for hares Baby Dick, Leaky Faucet and Gimme More.

Virgins: Oh my God so many of them! I cannot even remember most of the names so I am going to name the few that I remember. 

So there was Vandana (singer), Deepak (Businessman), Yogesh Shetty (Restaurant Owner), Ketan and Ami with their kids (relative of Cumagain and Neha) and Shika (dentist) were a few amongst others. 

New Shoes: Pranita, Sandeep and Fubar were next on the ice. This is the 3rd time that Fubar drank beer off his new shoes (filled with red sand) in Matheran. The left shoe for all 3 were out and people generously poured beer in them for them to relish. You must try it, 'Beer and red sand go well together'.

No charges surprisingly, however, some hungry hashers had already started binging on the lovely biryani. Thanks to Nihar for getting the biryani in the absence of Bonsai.

Run # 434 Huseni Farm

Everything was silent and serene in Karjat and then...

A bus filled with 36 crazy hashers and a driver pulled up the road that leads to Huseni's farm and the scene changed. The scene was scenic but the sounds changed. 

"It is the gate to the right."

"Hashers come on we are getting late."

"Its okay we will cover up with our flash speed running."

"Hahaha, What a joke."

"Where is my beer."

"Let the run get over asshole."

"Who just farted."

(Everyone in sync) "Farty Farty Farty Farty."

"Oops, I just stumbled over something I couldnt see."

Bonsai, "Idiots, its me."

Mr. Huseni, the star of the day, was also present at the venue for a little while. A real superstar cheer is what he got from the hashers. 

The run was hared by Mr. Fadia, Shivaji and 'U No C Me' Bonsai. It was almost same as the last run... only thing... it was the other way around... :P

And accidents were galore. Ramnik had a nasty fall and his knee would just not stop bleeding. Aryaman fell once and so did Sanghamitra and a few others. The run, as any Huseni run, was a superb blend of moss covered, super slippery stones, weird climbs through narrow pathways, streams and the amazing view. 

The 8 odd km run took around 2 hours for everyone to come back to their beers. Slight drizzles kept the mood high and the beers flowing. 

The circle welcomed a huge number of virgins who etched their bum prints on the ice. 

The hares were applauded for the brilliant run through the widerness.

Frisbee games were going on on the side and kept a lot of hashers active.

Fubar gave Rambo No. 5 company by joining the sarong gang. Its amazing how hashers, who attended the Interhash, have these beautiful sarongs but dont use them. 

Hash Fash sold a few t-shirts to the ones who didnt have it or lost it on a clothesline. 

The Biryani Incident: As always, the biryani for the hashers was ordered on Friday and was due delivery on Sunday morning. When Shining leaves on Sunday morning with hopes of smelling fresh biryani in the car; he reaches there only to find that the shutters of the biryani joint are down and the owner is nicely sleeping. The owner actually forgot about the order and realised it on Sunday morning when Shining went to pick delivery. Then what? He pulled up his socks and got at it right away. As a result, Shining had to wait there while the biryani was being made and ferry it to Karjat once ready. This caused a slight delay in the arrival of the Biryani BUT it also meant more beers for the hashers before they could binge on the yummylicious food.

With biryani floating inside beer bellys, hashers realised they had too much to digest and called it a day.

NOTE: This is a very serious announcement for the hashers who take the bus service to come for the runs. We would like to remind you that Cumagain and Fartashaty slog their asses out to make sure that you conveniently reach the run venue and dont have to worry about drinking and driving OR not drinking cos you have to drive. They do this out of pure love and dedication for the hash and the hashers. It was noticed in the last run that their dedication and hard work was taken for granted by a few hashers. 

When we plan a bus for the hashers, we have to consider every minute detail. We have to consider picking hashers from various locations and keep in mind the time it would take to cover a long distance. This is why the pick up points and the halts enroute are fixed and timed. It was noticed that in this run, the bus halted at Mac Donalds so that ladies can use clean washroom services. However, it was clearly announced that no one should sit and have breakfast at Mac D as a vada pav stop was arranged so that everyone in the bus gets to have breakfast. However, a few hashers wasted everybody elses time by nicely enjoying meals and beverages at Mac Donalds  while others waited for them at the bus.

It is not fair on the hashers who patiently waited there inspite of being hungry. 

As mentioned, we are doing this for your convenience BUT if you have to take misadvantage of the service, we will be forced to deny you this service in the future. Please do not give us oppurtunity to be harsh and rude. We love your company at the events but not at the cost of many other hashers. 

A big thank you to Cumagain and Fartashaty for organising and executing this wonderful service without any personal profits or interests.