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I remember my first day in under graduation vividly. I was carrying my trunk and a carrybag and got into the shabby hostel room and was thinking “This is where I am going to spend next 4 years”, having just travelled from the land of muntu(lunki), meen(fish) and mustache to the land of ragma, dehi and paratha and after the horrible experience in Delhi, the hole we call room didnt appeal much . A couple of hours later came the ‘seniors’ making use of the 1 hour space b/w security guard shift.
Senior in my ro0m:

Senior 1: Tere Maa(Mother) ke !@#@ ,  Behaan(Sister) Ki  @$@#$ blah blah bla bla bla.(friends from that part of India have a particular penchant for other peoples mothers and sisters and their names are always at the tip of their tongue..hehe)
S2: bla bla bla bla bla Ma bla bla behan bla bla
Some of them started plucking on my hairs and were pointing too my colored t-tshirt and commented(off course punctuated by MaKi’s and BehanKi’s). And then fell  the slaps. And hence had my first introduction to ragging at NIT hmrpur.

Later found out I was actually let of lightly compared to the others in the ground floor and the pulling on the hair and pointing at the T-shirt probably meant I was having long hairs for a 1st year and probably was not following the dress code of the time. Anyway it was one of the sucky first experience at the new place. Dont get me wrong I really loved the college experience though not the initial days. Anyway don’t know why I am writing about it now.

Have a great day.

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  1. T
    January 21, 2012 at 10:14 PM

    its so sppoky becoz I Have almost same line wrote about my first hotel in my diary…:)
    i guess hence it proves the universal law of being ragged

    • January 21, 2012 at 10:43 PM

      We where actually the lucky ones since there was a supreme court order making ragging a criminal offence that year. Anyway it sucked.

      Guess you guys must have had it much tougher at Karagpur before that.

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