|HHHH Trash for Mixed Hash Run 1759||19 May 2012|
|Location||path to Ayurvedic Research Centre, Kirtipur University Area||Hares||Hurry Krishna (live) and Rabi|
|Hashers||34, of whom 19 paid for beer||Hashit||Hurry K|
|Trash||Dead-In-The-Water, with his thumb in the CIA World Factbook||Trashflash||Rotter|
|Remarkables||virgins:Lizzie Hacker, Anne Tadel visitors: Lauren Goode, Daniel Taft, Natalie Tranefeldt returnees:Dumbojee, Ewa Jednaszewska, Keith Johnstone, Robbert Sas leavers: Daniel and Natalie . . . and the financial result: a staggering Rs 6570 addition to the GM's Pension Fund. Whoopeee!!|
|A Very Approximate Report of What Happened|
It was a dark and stormy night, well, not pitch dark so much a plumby, you know, that time of night where it turns into that kind of eggplant color, which I hate – eggplant not the time of night – and it wasn’t stormy so much as drizzly, like a cold that’s not so bad but really annoying, where you sound a little plugged up and all your mucus just sort of hovers at the edge of your nostrils or drips down the back of your throat, it was like that. But I digress….
It was a dark and stormy hash; the rain and hail fell in torrents--except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in Kirtipur that our hash lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the afternoon darkness. “Ahhh” grumbled Hurry Krishna – the hare. “The rain and hail - stabbing it’s ghosts through the cold, and straight through our hearts,” he lamented.
Yes for those hashers brave enough to make it to the rain, the found a scene of treachery – of horror no one could have imagined – for there was a dead female hasher beside the GM’s Land Rover!! The knife handle jutted from her chest like one of the plastic pop-up timers in a frozen turkey, but from the blood pooling around the wound, it was apparent that this bird wasn’t done.
Actually no, what happened was the scene of treachery was the following: the rain and hail had washed away all of Hurry Krishna’s carefully laid paper! Upon seeing this mess, Hurry, sensing somehow a scudding lay in the offing, tallied his tasks: strike and brail the fores’l, mizzen stays’l and baggywrinkles, bowse the halyards, mainsheets, jacklines and vangs, turtle and belay fast the small cock, flemish the taffrail warps, batten the booby hatch, lay by his sou’wester, and find the bailing bucket. — so he could lay a live hash! Hurrah!
The pitch was a swamp and it just stopped raining as participants gathered for Hash 1759. Just an aside, but the hash was held outside a faculty at Tribhuvan University (TU) - a public university located in Kirtipur. Established in 1959, TU is the oldest of the twelve universities in Nepal. A huge number of students, approximately 290,833 from all over Nepal and abroad, makes it the biggest university in Nepal and 9th biggest in the world.
Hurry pointed out the university provides undergraduate and graduate education. Currently, more than 4,400 courses are offered, of which 500 are for intermediate-level courses (equivalent to Higher Secondary School), 2,079 are for undergraduate and 2,000 are for postgraduate programs. The university has 85 integral colleges and more than 600 affiliated colleges throughout the country. Since it is government financed, it is less expensive than
other private universities.
But enough history. The hash was opened by the GM who officially greeted the assembled throng and introduced the hare. He then did an overview of the hash rules to the virgins and then gave Hurry five minutes lead time to set the live hash and then it was – like totally – we’re off!
Off flew the hashers just east of the city of Kirtipur, one of the five municipalities of the Kathmandu Valley. As he ran the GM told the multitudes the name Kirtipur comes from Kirti (Glory) and pur (city). It is also said that once a queen named 'Kirti' ruled over this place so, it might have been named after same queen since 'pur' means city, and it states Kirtipur means city of 'Kirti'. He said originally a Newari foundation, Kirtipur is still a centre of Newari culture. It has been merged with surrounding villages to form the municipality of Kirtipur with a population of around 50,000. It consists of many temples, Gumbas (Buddhist monastery) and Churches too. Due to the presence of Tribhuvan University, Kirtipur is also popular area for out-of-town students and professors to rent houses and they are major contributors to the local economy. Relationships between the locals and the non-locals are generally harmonious, he added to the relief of all hashers.
Then he added, ominously, in 1826 B.S. was annexed to the Gorkhali kingdom of Nepal by King Prithvi Narayan Shah on his third attempt, after bribing the doorman of the city. After he did this, to spite the city of Kirtipur, he cut off the noses of all the men in the city!!!!
Then the GM hobbled away across the verdant plains of lower Kirtipur and, as he walked, the clouds whispered his name, the birds of the air sang his praises, and the beasts of the fields from smallest to greatest said, “There goes the most noble among men” – in other words, a typical stroll for a schizophrenic ventriloquist with delusions of grandeur.
The hashers then scrambled up for what seemed to be hours a god forsaken goat path filled with prickly bushes and hard scrabble and then around Kirtipur through the valleys and gullies of the fair land of Nepal. Up scrabbled visitor Nippy Knickers, Dead in the Water, The Scholar, Trouble, KO, DoggyStyle, Hole-in-One, and other miscellaneous hashers. Finally the hashers reached a ridge and along the ridge they flew! The runners then became separated but at one point came together at a beautiful little temple perched on the hill.
Finally the happy hashers all found themselves at the beautiful Chobar quarry and crossed over to the main road and back to Kirtipur they flew. Wut a lovely time everyone had!
PS: I think that it is of some relevance to add that the FRBs ran down the hare! GM