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Voices I was a victim of sexual abuse in IIT. This is my story
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The allegations of mass sexual abuse at IIT-Kanpur must have brought back memories to scores of IIT graduates, a place where both ragging and more insidious abuse in its name are rife, but, unlike other colleges, seldom punished seriously. As someone who spent the late 2000s as an undergraduate student in one of the IITs, I can quite certainly speak for myself.
At my IIT, ragging had been abolished and rooted out of campus. This was done by segregating first years in separate hostel. Except the girls who had to put up with a single hostel complex. What we had was a thinly disguised orientation programme, or OP, in the second year as we joined the Seniors' Hostel. Kafkaesque as the shift might have been, it did work in protecting the most vulnerable; after a protected year on campus, having settled in, learnt the system and being comfortable away from home, the system did prepare people well for the abuse that was to follow.
The hostel I picked out of the sorting hat had undergone a scandal in the past. At an almost-official event, "freshers" had been asked to perform a lewd gesture with their (clothed) private parts. The punishment was mild; the hostel was banned from fresh intake for a year; a collective punishment that punished no one. 
With the Kanpur scandal, I get the much-belated-but-still-shaking recognition that I was a victim of sexual abuse.
Opting out of OP meant (temporary) social boycott, while the herd who opted in were given a spectrum of choices from "easy" to fu*k the limits" (FTL). To the extent that an 18-year-old college kid could live with social boycott, participation was indeed voluntary. But there was much pressure to choose FTL with the mistaken notion that it would result in maximum career help later from seniors. FTL included the infamous firefly dance, performed naked in a pitch dark room with a lit cigarette stuck between the cheeks. And of course, the psychological mind games. All this and more I quite cheerfully did. 
The traditional OP-ending ritual could definitely not be described as voluntary. In the dead of night, band of thuggish, violently screaming seniors banged on doors and instructed everyone to line up in the field blindfolded, and wearing only T-shirt and underwear. After the usual concentration camp like screaming from the student leadership, seniors moved through the line-up shouting abuse (often of a personal nature with details learnt during the OP) at shivering individual juniors. 
One asked me to take off my underwear as well and (verbally) abused my genitalia. That was interspersed with attacks on my (then) commitment to academics, my dreams, my lack of confidence and my public speaking ability; screaming that I must show my loyalty to the hostel or I'd never amount to anything in life. Thankfully, I was in a happy place then, so I forgot it all in a day or two until today. But having experienced spells of poor mental health, I cannot imagine what my response to this crushing of my spirit might have been had I been going through an especially depressed phrase. What was most shocking was that the perpetrator (let us call him Fatty Super Final Year) was not some well-known thug, but an erudite well-spoken individual whom I knew well due to shared cultural interests. No one deserves abuse; physical, verbal or otherwise, even of the mildest kind. And no system can be called nurturing if it brings out the beast in the nicest of human beings.
With the Kanpur scandal, I get the much-belated-but-still-shaking recognition that I was a victim of sexual abuse, with all that the phrase entailed. Of the worst, least talked about and still quite stigmatic male-on-male kind. That no one would understand, and say I should have just stayed out of it all and locked my door shut that night. 
As someone with no particular aversion to nudity (and a shameful ability to ignore swearing), I like to think that beyond the bitter humiliation that night, the experience had no long-term negative impact on me. But every individual has a different set of values and makeup. Knowing the nature of these events and hearing the screams and raucous laughter, I am also certain that at least a few were physically abused; slapped and fondled while blindfolded like Kashmiri suspects, unaware of the perpetrators.
I strongly believe that to root out the culture of misogyny, locker-room talk and workplace bullying, this kind of abuse is to be decisively ended. At the very least, alumni need to come out and stop glorifying every aspect of their IIT days and extolling ragging as a process of personal growth.
Thus, the national attention on the IIT Kanpur scandal is most welcome. But while a strong punishment is necessary, it must be kept in mind that the individual concerned were, in all likelihood, merely playing their culturally sanctioned role in a larger machinery of abuse.
(The author of the piece wishes to remain anonymous.) 
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The College and University Experience
What were the worst things girls had experienced as part of ragging in Indian colleges?
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Do senior girls strip junior girls during ragging in India?
Are girls stripped in ragging in India?
Are girls ragged in medical colleges in India?
What exactly is it like in a girls hostel as a junior? Is it true that there is a lot of ragging too? If so, what really happens in the ragging in girls hostels? Do they tie your hair up or make you dance or what? I am really curious.
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How do senior girls rag fellow freshie girls in IIT?
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Do senior girls strip junior girls during ragging in India?
Are girls stripped in ragging in India?
Are girls ragged in medical colleges in India?
What exactly is it like in a girls hostel as a junior? Is it true that there is a lot of ragging too? If so, what really happens in the ragging in girls hostels? Do they tie your hair up or make you dance or what? I am really curious.
Does ragging for girls still exist? Still do seniors make juniors to get naked during ragging in hostels?
What are the worst ragging cases to have occurred in Indian colleges?
What is the level of ragging done in mamc girls hostel?
How do senior girls rag fellow freshie girls in IIT?
How is the ragging like in a girls hostel in medical college?
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This is long time back some 25 years back when I was in college. I was from a small town and had got admission to engineering college in Bhopal. I lived in a women’s hostel for my community as my college did not have a hostel for girls. My parents thought the women’s hostel was better as the girls there were mostly working or studying masters. Hostel had strict rules
This is long time back some 25 years back when I was in college. I was from a small town and had got admission to engineering college in Bhopal. I lived in a women’s hostel for my community as my college did not have a hostel for girls. My parents thought the women’s hostel was better as the girls there were mostly working or studying masters. Hostel had strict rules
my first day my parents had come to drop me my father was also not allowed to visit my room. My mom came with me to my room which i had to share with 3 girls.
First day passed I was upset and was missing home. The week passed like that and came Friday. During the dinner my room mate told all the new girls have an induction tonight with seniors. I was a bit afraid we’re summoned around 11 30 post blackout in one of the senior room.
we had to introduce ourselves every one had to say the body measurements and bra size , colour and brand.
3. Any work assignd by seniors is priority
we were supposed to play a game where each senior was paried with junior for the full weekend. I was paired with seema madam she was tall and beautiful but had very bad temper.
All the task were to be performed in just bra and panties. First task for me was to clean her room It was really dirty second was to wash her clothes then she asked me to get her sanitary pads and birth control medicine next day i was allowed to wear my clothes but was specially told that saintairy pads should not be wrapped and brought in my hand the only task which was really bad was to go to the bathroom with her in just panties she was fully naked and i was asked to clean her back.
after this weekend I became open and started going to bathroom just in towel and also sometime later started bathing with other girls when bathroom were packed.
I could never say that this is a worst experience. It was a part of our hostel journey. Till my 12th I don't have any hostel experience. It was during my college time I had to shift to hostel. First few weeks we don't had any kind of ragging. But I heard of ragging(not known what kind of)before entering the college.
Finally one day our seniors called all the freshers to the centre of the hostel and made us stand in line. We can't see any wardens , janitor or anyone else. It was around 11 in the night. Senior red out the rules
I could never say that this is a worst experience. It was a part of our hostel journey. Till my 12th I don't have any hostel experience. It was during my college time I had to shift to hostel. First few weeks we don't had any kind of ragging. But I heard of ragging(not known what kind of)before entering the college.
Finally one day our seniors called all the freshers to the centre of the hostel and made us stand in line. We can't see any wardens , janitor or anyone else. It was around 11 in the night. Senior red out the rules
Then at the night they told us to strip to our underwear. We are stunned and we had no other choice other than stripping. Only panty and bra is allowed, Not slip or shorts. And we are told keep all our clothes in our room and returned back quickly.
The said also said Every week 5 girls are picked randomly, not the same girl everyweek. They are been stripped naked and made to dance for an item song. These are done for the girls freedom and also to be proud of the skin.
The very next week I was picked up and I had made to strip naked. The worst part is that I'm little short tempered. I unknowingly shouted them that I'm going to complain to the higher official. The senior said go and complain but now strip. I stood there stubbornly. They let go the other 4 and caught me alone. Suddenly a senior yelled at me saying are you going to strip or what. I suddenly stripped with fear. I was the only girl naked there and made to dance. Seniors made fun of me which are very embrassing.They didn't let me go even after all the junior went. They asked me stay there till morning and gave my bra and panties to my roommate and said them if she enter the room or if you gave back my clothes they will be in trouble. I was sitting behind the tree at the centre Totally naked. I didn't had a proper sleep too.
Next day a senior warden came near when I had little sleep in the early morning. She covered me with her bedsheet and enquired me why are you here naked , are you a hosteler , what happened. I replied yes and when I am about to tell her about last night. My senior removed the bedsheet the warden rolled on and gave it back to her saying smilingly she is the who caughted yesterday. The warden said that I had a good body and left.
Then the senior told me to get back to my room and also said if you obey now , your junior will also obey you, if you feel uncomfortable just say but I won't enjoy anything in the college life.
Then from that day I enjoyed a lot and I had been so close with the seniors.And the highlighting part is that I'm the one who is head of the ragging after 2 years. We made very strict rules , but always been friended with our juniors and also by not hurting them.
It happened around 10 years back , but I don't think nowadays these are happening.

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Sundar was from a rural part of southern India. He joined a college in a big city which was far from home. He stayed in the college hostel like most Indian students. To avoid ragging by seniors, the first year students were made to stay in separate hostel building. The seniors hostel was separated from juniors hostel by a play ground in between.
Sundar was a feminine looking boy. He was slightly chubby but not fat. He had a round girl like ass. He also had slightly long hair. He had very little facial and body hair. His hip swayed when he walked. He talked like a girl with slightly exaggerated expressions. His voice was also high pitched. Because of all this he was always made fun of by his friends. They called him a trans. But he did not mind being insulted. He actually felt that the embarrassment was turning him on.
Because of the separate hostels the ragging was less severe. But seniors caught hold of the juniors quite often and made them do small chores like buying things, writing an assignment for them,etc. Since this was way less ragging than the previous years, juniors did not mind and they obeyed the seniors to keep a good rapport. Nonetheless no junior dared to make a complaint to the authorities.
Among the juniors Sundar could draw very nicely and had a great handwriting. Most seniors used him specifically for their assignment works. Sundar was more than obedient to finish them. His excessively submissive nature made his friends make more fun of him. They insulted him saying he had no balls. As the junior year was almost nearing its end Sundar's humiliation progressed to physical from verbal. Guys started tickling him or pinching his butt because he was very ticklish and he squealed like a girl when he was pinched or tickled. Often they made him wear a skirt and dance like a girl which he secretly loved. He enjoyed being humiliated like that
But one day they caught hold of him and spanked his ass thoroughly to watch him squirm. Although it was on his clothes, the pain was severe. Sundar loved all the verbal humiliation but he was not pain tolerant. The spanking incident made him really angry and he decided he was not going to let anyone take advantage of him anymore. On the same day when he was coming back from college, one senior caught hold of him. This guy was actually very polite and asked Sundar if its ok to give his assignment to him. He needed it finished urgently as he had to submit it in two weeks time to get permitted for the exams. Sundar was lost in thought and pain and he took the notebooks without saying anything and came to his hostel room. That evening he was not able to sit because of the pain. He decided to put an end for all his problems. When he was thinking about what he should do he saw the senior's notebooks in front of him. He decided to do the one thing that all others were scared to do. To make a complaint of ragging to the authorities. He knew after that no one would trouble him.
The next day morning he went to the principal's office, gave the notebooks and gave a written complaint on the senior. His name was Dev. After the complaint Dev was called for an enquiry and he was suspended for a week. He was disbarred from the hostel and warned to be dismissed from the college if there was one more complaint on him. Sundar saw Dev leaving the place in tears. This news spread fast in both the hostels. Seniors stopped asking help from juniors. And all his class mates were shocked that Sundar would do something like this. They now hated Sundar for spoiling the smooth relation between the juniors and seniors. They stopped talking to him. He never really had any friends, only those who made fun of him. Now no one even talked to him.
Almost ten days went by. Sundar was now a social outcast in the hostel. There were only a few days before the study holidays began. Few guys already left the hostel to go home to study, but Sundar was among the others who decided to stay back in the hostel during the holidays. When he reached his room after college, he saw an envelope delivered to his room underneath the door. He opened it. It was an order for him to vacate his room and move to the seniors hostel, to enable using the holidays to make the room ready for the next set of juniors. He thought everyone in his hostel got a similar order, but he was shocked to know that he was the only one who got it. The order also specified that he had only one day's time to move his things. It said his room would be locked after one day and he would have to pay a fine if he had not vacated by then. He was confused but did not have time to think. He packed all this things. No one in the hostel came to help him. He carried all his things alone and went to the seniors hostel. When he entered the place, everyone there looked at him with a slight anger and disgust. He carried his things to the designated new room. The room was open and empty. He kept his things in the room and laid down on the bed. He immediately slept as he was tired from carrying all the things and walking.
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