.comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}
Known Turf
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
 

Good essay

I entered my hostel and was given my room. Ten minutes later, I was on my knees with a leash around my neck....After so many years, I can list all these forms of ‘ragging’ dispassionately, but no one should be misled. Brutality and oppression remain just that, no matter the name used for them. Who were these seniors, and why did they humiliate us so?

From this excellent essay in Tehelka.

Not only did I find myself nodding in agreement, but found myself going down memory lane, and echoing the conclusion the author comes to -

I have never found any use for the education my seniors gave me.... Ragging is a case study for Freud, nothing more.

Do read the whole essay.
Comments:
I read the essay, shocking isn't it? Yes. Went to a boarding school as well, I think I've yold you that I went to Mayo before. Anway, was never really ragged in this manner. But I do remember being thrashed a number of times. We took it as though it was our duty to undergo this torment, as the seniors once did. They claimed they had much worse, but I remember batchmates fainting. But I relate something to this essay, and that is the fear. Fear that crippled everyone at the end...standing in front of a senior who twisted your meaning and subjected you to violence. Crazy shit!
 
The full version, which is double the length of what you see in Tehelka, is here:
http://www.stopragging.org/2005/03/22/how-i-was-ragged-at-iit-delhi-and-why-it-was-no-joke/
 
I go to college in the United States. There are initiation parties here, but most (or almost all) involve drugs. But this happens here too, except it's called "hazing" instead of ragging. Consists of hell night / hell week. There was one instance even in my high school.
 
..and you've been tagged.

http://bluelullaby.blogspot.com/2006/10/five-things.html
 
jerry: cruel shit. have heard about mayo. most disturbing.
shivam: read. thanks for the link. have linked to the site as well.
vj: is attendance to these parties/rituals voluntary, though?
aishwarya: working on it. complex meme, this.
 
Well, for initiation into fraternaties it's a must for a lot of colleges. I don't know about other instances.
 
I read it in Tehelka. I didn't like it a lot though. All this has been said before. By the way, is ragging more prevalent in the north? People I know in Mumbai and Pune colleges and in the south were rarely ragged and never beaten up while in Delhi, Kanpur etc. it is very common.
 
makes me think of college ... and i can't help laughing at some of the ragging episodes.
and thinking too that my closest friends from college are those of us who neither ragged nor got ragged.
And that bunch of loud talking seniors...ufff.
Did anyone in our batch rag at all?
 
anirudh: yes, has been written about, but there is something to be said for writing well, writing clearly and honestly, and for actually setting up a campaign.
about your north vs south question - i don't know. but i do know that it is worst in hostels. after all, the Indu Anto case happened in Bombay.
smriti: yes, our batch did too. i remember one of our juniors breaking down once. as for those seniors who ragged us... they still bring out the bitch in me, but I'm actually a little sorry for them now.
 
i would disagree with one of the commentors above me when he says fear is a dominant emotion for the raggees unless its very extreme forms of ragging. as the author of the article puts across, often these actions are condoned if not supported by those who are ragged. the desire to "fit in" mostly overwhelms most other considerations and most people quickly conform to the prevelent norms and value system. it holds true for many a group practice. thats the worst part i guess, and thats why this form of opression is perpetrated.
 
it's good to see this information in your post, i was looking the same but there was not any proper resource, thanx now i have the link which i was looking for my research.

Masters Essay Writing
 
Post a Comment

Links to this post:

Create a Link



<< Home
This is my turf. The turf I must stay rooted in. Ignored turf has a way of rising up and swallowing 'civilization'.

Annie

Recent Posts
Noticed on recent trips undertaken by train
Empower, unpower, empower
Linkage
Aggression, nights, news reports
Music and the minar
Shit - 3
Shit -2
Shit - 1
Listening to radio in Bankok?
Gentlemen's letters

Archives
August 2004
January 2005
February 2005
March 2005
April 2005
May 2005
June 2005
July 2005
August 2005
September 2005
October 2005
November 2005
December 2005
January 2006
February 2006
March 2006
April 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
August 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
August 2009
September 2009
October 2009
November 2009
December 2009
January 2010
February 2010
March 2010
April 2010
May 2010
June 2010
July 2010
August 2010
September 2010


Blogs I visit
Blank Noise
Consortium of pub-going, Loose and Forward Women
Jahane Rumi
Pak Tea House
Stop Ragging
Some writing, some feedback
Chatterbox
National Highway
Calumnist
Scribble Pad
Caferati
Akhond of Swat
Zigzackly
Death Ends Fun
Baghdad Burning
The Jesustan Diaries
Jabberwock
A Time to Reflect
The Renegade of Junk
India Uncut
Conversations with Dina
Duck of Destiny
All Over The Map
The Compulsive Confessor
Anaarkali
Just Some Random Pictures
The Spaniard in the Works
Sacred Insanity
Life and Other Such Events
The Age of Aquarius
Opinionated
Blogbharti
Hindustaniat
My Xofura
Kufr
Trivial Matters
My life, my way
The Brat, the Bean and Bedlam
Women in Science
Ultra Violet
Sans Serif
The Journey
Nanopolitan
The Chasing Iamb
Pilirani Semu-Banda
Toyin Ajao-Dawodo
Cristina Quisbert
Green Light Dhaba
Madhukar's
Karthik's


Powered by Blogger