Ragging and I

Mr Shyam Narayan was my Hindi teacher in my college. He was a very strict and disciplinarian person. His son, Amit had passed the intermediate examination from that college. He was a soft-spoken guy and well-known to us. In his first attempt, he secured a seat in the medical college of BHU.

After a few days, we came to know that Amit was hospitalised. Mr Shyam Narayan had to take leave. He extended his leave again and again, but Amit was not okay. He was discharged from the hospital, but he remained confined to bed.

The first year of Amit’s medical course had washed out all due to ragging. He had been harmed physically so badly by his seniors that he remained immobile for months together. It was a mental torture too.

I don’t know whether the perpetrators of this crime had been punished or not, but Mr Shyam Narayan had lodged an F.I.R. against them.

Ragging had become a norm rather than exception in a number of educational institutes in our times. Although ragging started with medical and engineering students living on campus, gradually it spread to other streams and day scholars as well.

Anything like jeans, t-shirts, specs, pens, bags or even accent would become subjects of ridicule or tools of harassing juniors. They would be asked to perform ridiculous acts, crack jokes or speak on something ex tempore.

The purpose of ragging was to help break the ice between the seniors and juniors for better interaction. But later it assumed serious proportions and  became a notorious practice of welcoming new students to college, as some seniors would get violent too to satiate their sadistic pleasures.

It has, therefore, been prohibited in India and the Supreme Court has declared it as a criminal offence. No student can cause, induce, intimidate or compel others to do any act against human dignity or make them subjects of joke and ridicule. Institutes have now formed Anti-Ragging Committees as a preventive measure.

I had never faced bullying or ragging in my educational life, but I knew the business of ragging, as I did get an opportunity to rag my juniors who would be in attendance as directed by us. But I was a sober guy. I never took lead, as I had my own weakness. I had to impress my next-door girl, whose brother was one of my juniors.

–Kaushal Kishore

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    1. I agree, it no longer exists, and the last two years online classes due to covid helped new students a lot. Thank you 😊


  1. Wonderful 🙏
    Last paragraph is excellent 👍😊
    Yes, I understand that ragging is most ridiculous act. It should never happen in any institute.
    Amit became victim.
    What would have been the mental state of the entire family.
    Thank you so much for sharing this post 😊🙏

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    1. That’s why this undesirable practice has been banned. And for the betterment of educational environment. Thank you, Arun ji for reading and commenting 🙏💐


      1. 🙏 This world of Blog is fantastic. I feel very happy here.
        Post retirement, I am engaged in studying ancient Philosophy (Advaita Vedanta Darshan) and getting encouragement from this platform. I am very happy with you all. Regards 🙏

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  2. I am glad, Kaushal, that you have finished your post on a positive note, otherwise it would be too depressing to read it. I cannot even think that some people enjoy tormenting others, and the good thing is that now it is a criminal offense. I was never bullied in my school days, perhaps, because apart from maths, I excelled in all subjects and was helpful in giving help when asked. Also, I was in a girls-only school, and perhaps, boys are different, but the fault lies with the parents who should teach their children to look out for those who are disadvantaged in any way, and look after and protect them.


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    1. Thank you, Joanna for your thoughtful comment. So far as ragging is concerned, girls were not inferior to boys in my days. Their stories also got percolated to us. But glad to know about your brilliant academic career. Oh my God, your maths was also weak! I had written in one of my posts how I had failed in maths in one of quarterly examinations of ninth standard. One more commonality. What a coincidence!


      1. Yes, we have a lot in common, haven’t we? Except, you didn’t cheat in your exams but for the first and last time in my life, I did, with the help of my teacher.


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  3. Yes, ragging had taken a real ugly turn and unfortunately most of the institutions were not taking any step to curb the menace so the Supreme Court had to step in.

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    1. I agree with you. This menace had to be curbed, and courts intervention came as a boon. Thank you for sharing your views 🙏💐🥀


  4. I’ve personally never faced it; I can’t imagine having to ever go through that. It must be so humiliating! Feel very bad for that guy.
    But from what I’ve observed, although there are now strict rules against ragging, people have found other subtle, and creative ways of torturing others. I don’t know if that makes it worse. Anyhow, this is a very important subject, one I feel needs to be talked about more.

    Wonderful piece, as always 🌻
    Best wishes!

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    1. I think, you may be right, people may be doing it even now, but stealthily, as any complaint either with University authorities or police authorities cannot be ignored. That’s why we sporadically come across such news. Thank you, Shruti for reading and sharing your beautiful reflections 🌻💐

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      1. Very true. I believe, for some people, misery is just too good to give up. Because what else are you, if not miserable, when somebody else’s pain brings you sadistic pleasure?
        We can only hope for the best for everybody 🌻

        You’re welcome sir🙂

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