• The duality of ragging in college life

    I remember the first time that I was ‘ragged’. It was back in 2000 when the buses were playgrounds of stolen glances, sweet friendship and...

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    I remember the first time that I was ‘ragged’. It was back in 2000 when the buses were playgrounds of stolen glances, sweet friendship and mixed rivalries. Noticing my shy and hesitant composure, a senior had asked me to walk up to the most boisterous bunch of the lot and propose to any guy of...
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