18 on 10 idiots

So what's wrong with 'ragging'? Nothing really. You are asked to take all your clothes off, perhaps jump up and down on water while sundry apes dip naked live wires on the puddle, or chuck burning cigarette butts on you. Some of you may look funny to specially trained eyes and may be firmly requested to act out favourite psycho sexual or other fantasies while you are taunted for being the smallest speck of dirt on the tip of a festering penis, venereally goried. Am I turning you on. Get this, I only got this by watching a film called 3 idiots. I had no clue about such splendid character building practices before this film came out. I was so limited in my imagination and stunted in my ability that I had to make do with voyeuristic pleasures only. Am I titillating you with my sordidity. You know what, while we are at it, lets actually get our worthless film censor board to check what was missed the last time they saw and passed the flim. That was the last straw that flipped my head and turned me from a bespectacled, nerdy and very naive geek to an all conquering senior superhero.

I did not see it coming. I did not expect my army of million, sorry 18 proto persians to be trumped by the self seeking sacrifice of 300, sorry 10 proto future persians who whinged about a little discomfort. Bully to all defenders of venerable practices in Indian professional institutions. The late lamented best public school traditions of the empire on whuch the sun never set are alive and kicking in this former jewel in the crown's fully grown men's or women's hostels. Where is the latrine, I need to take a dump!