4. Ragging

It's been couple of weeks since our welcome party but it felt like months. We have been so busy with our studies that it never felt we left school. We had total of 6 lectures everyday and even before a class has ended, the next class lecturer would be waiting at the door. 

There was absolutely no breathing space except for 1hour of lunch break and we all dreaded it. Seniors were always near the college canteen and any junior who went there was immediately ragged by a herd of them. We were ordered to walk with bags over our head while shaking our booty and salute the seniors if we saw them. This was the greeting that each junior has to do. Actually, from another perspective, it was actually funny to watch group of our guys shaking booty and saluting seniors. Hilarious!!!

Over last week, few memorable moments have been there too.

First, our young, sexy HoD is our physics lecturer for this semester and all the girls were over the moon for him.

Secondly, I was ordered to wear two coconut trees on my head and dance to the song of Devdas ' Maardaala'

Third, two guys were forced to do belly dance without shirts and even we couldn't stop laughing! They were round and chubby which made their bellies dance automatically.

I made few more friends. Actually, at this point, they are more like irritation than friends.

Three guys sitting beside me always made fun of me. My long hair and my ear rings were the first topic of cracking jokes.

Now it's such a nuisance to write notes when these 3 guys kept cracking jokes on lecturer or me. Ufff I feel like pulling their ears so hard.

Well, I kept controlling and seething in anger internally. Thankfully we didn't share the same bus else I would have literally gone mad. 

" Stop it, why you keep disturbing me ?", I bursted out on Ritesh. He kept grinning.

" You are such an easy target. That's why it's fun." He replied.

A chalk fell on me and on Ritesh and we both turned our head to see our lecturer eyeing us in anger.

" If I hear one more disturbance from both of you, I will throw you outside the class. Understood? " He shouted.

" I would like to be thrown first and then Anjali can land on me. " Ritesh whispered.

Everyone laughed.

" Silence." Lecturer bellowed.

" Get out of the class".

As Ritesh walked out, he whispered near my seat.

" You got dandruff in ur long hair. Don't you wash your hair,dirty girl?"

Before I could retort back, he was out of the class. I don't have dandruff. 

" You got so many pieces of paper on your head." My classmate whispered. I dusted my head and I was so angry at him. 

I need to teach him a lesson.