πββοΈπΊ HASH RUN 629 β THE βSUN BURNT BUT NOT BROKENβ EDITION π₯π
ON ON you mad bunch of dehydrated legends!!! π€ͺ
What a run!!! Under the full blast nuclear reactor also known as the Mumbai sun βοΈπ₯ β this was not a runβ¦ this was survival training sponsored by Satan himself π
After 1.5 HOURS of legendary roading πππ (and questioning all our life decisions), we finally reached a location that was worth every drop of sweat π¦ β sea breeze, killer views, and zero regrets (okayβ¦ maybe a few π).
But WAITβ¦ where were the rest of you??? π€¨
Seems like many hashers chose AC + sofa + Netflix over heatstroke + glory ποΈβοΈ
SHAME SHAME π
Only 12 brave souls πͺπ₯ showed up β the true warriors of the Hash Kingdom π
Trail took us through:
π Fishy bazaars
π Coastal vibes
π€’ Dry fish zones where the smell hit harder than a hangover
Special mention to our firang hasher Justin πΊπΈ β who got a full βSmells of Indiaβ experience ππ Bro didnβt just runβ¦ she inhaled culture π
Through narrow galiβs, fishing villages, and mystery turnsβ¦ we marched on πββοΈ
Then came the BIG CONFUSION π€― β trail vanished for 300 meters!!!
No marks β
No clues β
Only blind faith and random locals giving directions π
But like true hashers β we NEVER GIVE UP πͺ
(Also because going back was not an option π)
Finallyβ¦ DEAD TIRED π΅
Legs gone β
Bodies boiling β¨οΈ
Clothes = fresh from tandoor π₯
We hit a rest point where COLD BEER πΊ = GOD π
Instant resurrection!!! πβ‘οΈπ
Then AGAIN⦠ON ON!!!
Completed 6 KMβ¦
β¦but felt like 25 KM ULTRA MARATHON π
And then came HEAVEN π
πΊ Ice cold beer
π Killer biryani
π Non-stop bakchodi
Followed by EPIC ROAST SESSION π₯
Jaideep & Chirag absolutely DESTROYED everyone π€£π€£
No one was sparedβ¦ not even dignity π
β€οΈ But hereβs the real talkβ¦
Once a monthβ¦ we become a FAMILY π¨βπ©βπ§βπ¦
No stress β
No tension β
Only madness, laughter, and being kids again π
So WHY are numbers dropping??? π€¨
Come on you lazy buggers π
At least ONE SUNDAY a month β give it to the Hash family β€οΈ
Because thisβ¦ THIS is life πΊπββοΈ
ON ON!!! π»π₯
π¨πΊ BOMBAY HASH RUN #628 β MALAD: THE GREAT CONFUSION MARATHON πΊπ¨ @ Yeoor Hills π»π°
ON ON you bunch of directionless legends, liver athletes, and heat-resistant specimens πΊπββοΈππ₯
This Sundayβs masterpiece by the glorious Bombay Hash House Harriers in the concrete jungle of Malad ππ€― was not just a runβ¦ it was a full-blown social experiment to test how long grown adults can survive without basic navigation skills π€‘π§β. The so-called βtrailβ had taken early retirement π΄ because there were absolutely NO markings β no flour β, no arrows β, no brains ββ¦ just blind faith and poor decision-making π. It was a LIVE RUN π± meaning the only instruction was βfollow the groupββ¦ which worked beautifully until the group disappeared like our stamina after 1 km πββοΈπ¨π΅βπ«.
Soon enough, we had mini tribes forming at every junction π§βπ€βπ§π€ each confidently heading in completely WRONG directions ββ‘οΈβ. At one point, a few of us proudly followed a βgroupβ for a solid 10 minutesβ¦ only to realize they were just innocent morning walkers πΆββοΈ wondering why sweaty lunatics were chasing them π€£π€£. Every turn became a full-on board meeting π’ β left? right? straight? or directly to the bar? πΊπ Naturally, most of us chose wrongβ¦ consistently and confidently π€‘π.
And just when we thought things couldnβt get better, enter BMC β the real trail setters of Mumbai π§π€£π. The roads were dug up so beautifully that it felt like we had been transported from Malad to some off-road jungle trail π΄π³οΈ. Mud patches, broken paths, surprise obstaclesβ¦ it was like a customized Hash Adventure Park π’π. At one point someone actually got excited shouting βFinally some trail!β π€©β¦ forgetting we were still in Mumbai π€£. Shoes were no longer footwear β they became limited edition mud sculptures ππ©π₯.
The March sun meanwhile was not shiningβ¦ it was personally supervising our roasting βοΈπ₯΅π₯. It grilled us evenly from all sides like premium tandoori items ππ. Sweat was pouring π§, energy was evaporating π¨, and life choices were being questioned deeply π€―. One genius even tried running faster to escape the heat πββοΈπ¨β¦ only to discover that physics and Mumbai weather donβt care about your enthusiasm π€£π.
Through all this chaos π€‘ confusion π΅ and slow roasting π₯ the only thing keeping us alive was the holy vision of BEER AT THE END πΊβ¨π. After what felt like an ultra-marathon but was actually 7.5 km of pure character building πββοΈπ we somehow crawled, dragged, and hallucinated our way to Pop Tate’s π»π β our promised land π. And just like thatβ¦ RESURRECTION HAPPENED πβ‘οΈπ. Dead Hashers came back to life, smiles returned, and suddenly everyone claimed they βknew the route all alongβ π€‘π.
Draft beer started flowing like divine blessings πΊπΊπ, fish and chicken were attacked with zero mercy πππ₯, and the real marathon began β gossip, nonsense, and highly exaggerated survival stories π€£π£οΈ. Adding to the madness, we had a brave soul from Bangalore Hash House Harriers π who probably came expecting a decent Sunday jogβ¦ but instead got enrolled in a Mumbai survival workshop π₯΅π€―. Welcome to Bombay Hash my friendβ¦ confusion guaranteed, therapy not included ππ».
And just when you thought the circus was over πͺπ€£β¦ the circle delivered another historic moment ππ₯ β a grand RENAMING CEREMONY π·οΈπ. Dr. Priyadarsh, after clearly demonstrating the rare talent of communicating with everyone and everything (except the trail) πππ€£, was officially christened DR. DOLITTLE π΄πΆπ. The honour didnβt stop thereβ¦ he was also gloriously dragged into the legendary MS Management Committee ππ β which, as we all know, means handling all the most prestigious responsibilitiesβ¦ aka ALL THE DIRTY DONKEY WORK π©π΄π€£π. A promotion nobody wantsβ¦ but everybody gets eventually ππ₯.
In the end, this wasnβt just a runβ¦ it was a masterclass in getting lost, surviving the scorching March heat, trusting random strangers, and most importantlyβ¦ running purely for BEER MOTIVATION πΊπββοΈπ₯. ON ON to more such questionable decisions, magnificent confusion, and legendary memories you beautiful idiots ππ₯π»
π°π» RUN 627 β BH3 @ Yeoor Hills π»π°
Wellβ¦ writing about your own Hare-ing is like praising your own bedroom performance πβ¦ difficult, embarrassing, but someone HAS to say it was good π€£. And let me tell youβ¦ Hare-ing is NOT a kidsβ game. It takes planning, sweat, madness, and the ability to lie confidently while innocent Hashers suffer behind you π. So first, a big salute π» to all the previous Hares who have tortured us so beautifully over the years. Respectβ¦ and revenge will be taken! π
Now about RUN 627β¦ in this scorching heat π₯΅ you all still turned up. Either you are mad, or you heard there was free beer πΊ. The best part? Uniformity! π All in blueβ¦ we looked like the Indian Cricket Teamβ¦ except instead of chasing balls, we were chasing trails and losing both breath and dignity π€£.
The jungle trail π³, the hills, the sweat, the confusionβ¦ and that romantic run around the lake (which we proudly named French Riviera π«π· because imagination is stronger than reality after beer πΊπ)β¦ everything was perfect. Some Hashers even found new βshortcutsβ with their special running partners π.
Big moment π β we launched our new website:
π Bombay Hash House Harriers β www.bombayhash.org
Please give suggestions, improvements, complaints, and gossip. Also share your photos πΈβ¦ especially the embarrassing ones. Blackmail material is always welcome π.
And nowβ¦ the real icing on the cake ππΊβ¦
For the first time in recent sinful history⦠THREE hashers were upgraded from Dickless / Cunt to official Hash names!
ALL HAIL!!! π
π» Dr Priyadarsh Vasanthan β Shakes-his-Spear
(Still on holdβ¦ members want more performance reviews π€£)
π» Alistair Fernandes β BoGo
(Buy One Get Oneβ¦ ladies, please confirm the offer validity π)
π» Cheryl Moraes β Nano Bomb
(Small size, big explosion π£π₯)
So when you meet themβ¦ donβt behave like decent peopleβ¦ ASK THEM WHY! π
Huge thanks to the Miss Management π for guiding, supporting, and controlling this beautiful chaos. And big love β€οΈ to the Hashers who travelled from Pune and Nashik to honour us and get equally abused.
Letβs meet next time with the same strength, madness, and even bigger numbers! π°π» On On!
πΎπ» HASH HARRIER RUN #626 β MAHALAXMI RACE COURSE, WORLI π»πΎ
ON-ON you unstoppable pack of walkers! ππ
Run #626 kicked off at the iconic Mahalaxmi Race Course, Worli π
Before rumours start β no horses were raced, chased, or overtaken π΄β
Instead, we proudly survived Mumbaiβs finest CONCRETE JUNGLE ποΈπ₯
This was not just a runβ¦ this was an INTERNATIONAL HASH CIRCUS ππΊ
We were honoured (and slightly corrupted) to host guests from:
π―π΅ Japan β BIG in Japan ππ
πΊπΈ USA β straight from the US Consulate π§π»
π¬π§ UK β and yes, NOT OUT is proudly from the UK π¬π§π
The pack enjoyed a βrunβ (read: beautiful walk π) along the stunning Worli Sea Face πβ¨
Graceful hand waves to Isha Ambani ππ (still waiting for her first ON-ON π€π)
Chaos followed us as usual π
πΆββοΈπΆββοΈ Hashers crossing paths with LOLLAPALOOZA pilgrims πΆπ€
π©π₯ City Bakery trying hard to break Hash discipline π€€π₯
But discipline prevailed (for once!) πͺ
No stopping, no snacking, no bakery betrayal π«π₯
Because the FINAL CIRCLE awaited πΊπ
And OH WHAT A CIRCLE π€©π₯
πΊ Beer flowing like monsoon drains
π’ Kebabs vanishing without witnesses
π Chicken & π Fish running faster than Hashers
π Khichdi & Biryani restoring global balance ππ
π SPECIAL TANK YOU! π
πΎπ₯ Porus & Katy β for laying a legendary 10 KM TRAIL through the concrete jungle ποΈ
Proof that even in Mumbai traffic, HASHERS ALWAYS FIND TRAIL ππΊ
Big howls and sloppy hugs to:
π Madeline and friends
πΊπΈ The US Consulate crew β officially inducted into Hash madness ππ»
π―π΅ Akiko β BIG in Japan, BIGGER in spirit β€οΈπ
Endless laughter, premium gossip, and highly unreliable stories filled the circle ππ£οΈ
A beautiful walk, zero pace, unlimited food β PERFECT HASH βοΈ
π£π£ HASH ANNOUNCEMENT β SAVE THE DATE! π£π£
πΎπ» NEXT HASH RUN π»πΎ
π
22nd FEBRUARY
π YEOOR HILL, THANE π³β°οΈ
Hills, beer, and excuses guaranteed ππΊ
Until thenβ¦
ON-ON! ON-ON! ON-ON! πΎπ»π₯
π If you remember the trail, you didnβt drink enough. ππΊ
πΎπΊ Nash Hash Panchgani 2026 β A Three-Day Hash Fairytale πβ°οΈ.
π 9th January β The Great Hash Migration Begins! ππβπ¦Ί
On the glorious 9th of January, Panchgani witnessed something historic π¨ β hashers invading from all corners of the world π
India chapters marching in full force πͺ, with international legends flying in from London π¬π§, Kuala Lumpur π²πΎ, Nairobi π°πͺ and many more miles, miles, and more miles βοΈππ β just to drink, run, sing, and forget directions together π
This, my dear hashers, is the TRUE SPIRIT OF HASHING β€οΈ
Strangers on Day 1, family by beer #2 πΊ
A special mega-sized THANK YOU π to GM Ketki (Bonsai) of BH3 π± β the master puppeteer who somehow aligned humans, booze, trails, hotels, and chaos into one perfectly confused masterpiece π
Behind her stood the rock-solid MMC Bombay, working silently while we worked loudly π»
By nightfall, the air was thick with laughter, hugs, whistles, hash songs sung completely off-key πΆ, and the strong feeling that sleep was optional π΄β
On-On to Day 2!
π 10th January β Trails, Tales & Total Madness! πββοΈππΊ
Ahhhβ¦ Day 2 π
The day when legs complained, but hearts said βON-ON!β π₯
Set against the breathtaking beauty of The Ravine, Panchgani, our heroic Hares unleashed trails full of:
- Steep climbs β°οΈ (why so vertical?! π΅βπ«)
- Dreamy plateaus π
- Fields so scenic we forgot we were suffering πΈπ
And then came the legendary Strawberry Trail πππ
A 7.5 km nature paradise β calm, green, juicy, and Instagrammable π
Some of us tasted strawberriesβ¦
Some tasted mudβ¦
And RUNNERS, being runners π, casually added 10 km extra, turning it into a heroic 17 km βbecause we canβ trail πββοΈπ₯
Evenings?
π Dance floor destroyed
πΊ Numbers played (and forgotten)
π½οΈ BH3 gastronomically overpowered us with an epic dinner
Special hats off π© to: π₯ FUBAR
π Whakopedia
β¨ Shining
π Come Again
π± Ketki (Bonsai)
π and of courseβ¦ Baby Dick (yesβ¦ twiceβ¦ because why not π)
The night ended the only way a hash night should β
laughing, dancing, singing nonsense, and bonding like a mad global family β€οΈπ
π 11th January β The Hangover Goodbye π₯Ήπ³πΊ
And then came Day 3β¦
The Hangover Trail π΅βπ« β gentle on paper, emotional in reality π
Fuelled by:
- Strong breakfast π³
- Weak legs π¦΅
- Stronger memories π₯Ή
We walked, jogged, shuffled, and emotionally dragged ourselves through the final trailβ¦ knowing what was coming next π
The goodbyesβ¦
The hugs that lasted longer π€
The βsee you soonβ promises π
The feeling that this wasnβt an event β it was FAMILY β€οΈ
As hashers slowly dispersed back to their destinations β India, London, Kuala Lumpur, Nairobi, and beyond β one thing was crystal clear π»
π Nash Hash Panchgani 2026 wasnβt just runβ¦ it was LIVED.
A massive THANK YOU once again to Bombay Hash House Harriers, MMC Bombay, and especially GM Ketki (Bonsai) for gifting us memories that will echo in hash songs forever πΆ
Until we meet againβ¦
ON-ON! πΎπΊ
Dr. Priyadarsh BH3
Run happy. Drink responsibly. Misbehave consistently. π
