The day my family and I were amazed by Hashers( HASH)

Article contributed by Yakitiyak
The HHH sign was always a curiosity to me in the past as we used to see them in the jungle. Is it some fools who have nothing much to do but to lay papers, or is it some way to chase away evil spirits that resides inside the jungle. Worse still I even see those signs along the highway from Johor to Perlis,  not forgetting the east coast as well as East Malaysia. For donkey years, this curiosity crept up my nerves and I just had to further explore what is it all about.


As an athlete, me and my buddies were always in search of new running trails within the Klang Valley to satisfy ourselves in releasing our endorphin. On one occasion 3 of us  arrived at one location in an isolated area somewhere in middle of Puncak Alam, probably where the Mongolian was C4(ed). We noticed that there were many cars but only a few people and some ladies preparing some food and another wresting with a sharp knife on a huge watermelon .


Little did we know that as the dust arrived some runners emerged from the bushes panting and dehydrated. Then slowly and steadily other runners with all kind of funny attires started to trickle out of the dense bushes. We  were extremely curious as to what the hell on earth are these people up to.


Half an hour later, came about 30 to 40 runners in all shapes and sizes. They do not seem to be very serious athletes but instead they had one hell a lot of things to talk about the run.


For the first time in my life, family and I heard in an alien language characterized by words  like ON ON but Why ? Then the phrases “check” , back check , false-t and  others that followed.  We did not understand.


In addition to these mysteries , they consumed beer regardless of gender. Then came the so called “circle” where everyone diligently and obediently followed the orders of this person who call himself the GM which I thought was General Manager or General member on the box. The level of respect for this person on the box was overwhelming. Then the excitement came and that was  “ice seat" or ice block ,oh boy they actually sat on the ice bare butt for their so called “sins” .The ladies were no exception and yes their butt too.
At the time we were totally surprised and excited and indeed shocked. It took us longer than expected to digest and comprehend what our eyes were viewing. After which they all sat around among themselves with even many overseas Mat Salleh who has nothing to show except their bloody beer stomach.

Yakitiyak & son Ivan-Thongs
 hashing together

After that, more beers were consumed. As my favorite day of running turned out to be the thought of what my family and I experienced that night was indeed very daunting in my mind for entire 3 months and then came the answer. Then someone introduced us to Hashing. We were personally looking for this is the kind of exercise with entertainment, and my family and I immediately wanted to be part of this glorious and wonderful bunch of so call misfits but with sense of humor. Our definition of Hashing is indeed “cocaine” in the American terminology i.e addiction, rather than a bunch of fools gathering at 6 pm to get themselves in to the jungle.


Without hesitation in search of more fun, we set out to find out more about hashing and discovered the club that we wanted to have fun with. Knowing the fact that we have given up all our wonderful days of badminton and soccer ,  my family and I  found associated with this wonderful people and have never regretted  a moment of Hashing ever since. Since then we have subscribed to become a member of few chapters. It is always refreshing and good to remember and to meet other fellow members of different chapters  somewhere, somehow all over the world. Let us all be proud of it.
ON ON!!
Yakitiyak

---