Ragging
Ragging
Praneeth! come here.
His senior grabbed the shirt collar and took him one side.
There were remaining seniors of his college waiting there.
Praneeth’s friends too present there with college bags.
One Senior picked One Junior and started asking details.
Some of us called it an interaction between seniors and juniors. Some others say it is Ragging.
Praneeth has been asked to sing and dance which he has done without any hesitation.
One girl passing by them on the same route.
Praneeth has been asked to get that girl’s mobile number. He went and came back after two minutes.
That girl smiled at him and left.
Seniors got confused and asked what he has done?
Praneeth smiled. He said I have given your mobile number and asked her to give it to her
father.
His senior got angry and slapped him.
Praneeth is still looking pleasant.
Why are you fearing that much Mr.Senior?Praneeth questioned.
Her father might know my family and he may complain. Senior replied.
So, you want to get happiness by ragging us. But your parents have to think “Hamara
Ladka tho bahut seeda hai”!
Why?
Praneeth asked.
Senior became silent.
Sir, don’t live in a fool's paradise. Being a senior, be my strength. Be my guide. Don’t be the evil to make me a sociopath.
Don’t worry. I know her previously. We just talked about another matter. I did not give your mobile number to her.
Praneeth's voice is so clear.
Praneeth and his friends left the place.
Remaining seniors kept their heads downside.