A Sincere Request.....

Sometimes I wonder, does my writing make any difference? Does it make anyone think? Does it disturb anyone? I wonder what people think when they read what I write. Do they just take it to be the ravings of a madcap? Read, laugh and move on? Sometimes I feel like I am shouting at walls that won't open up to me. But I can’t give up hope now, can I? I have to keep hoping. I have to keep writing. I have to keep fighting. I have to keep my promise.

Today’s log is about the placement season. College-going junta must have already understood what I am driving at. People get placed; they give treats to their friends and juniors, and almost all these ‘treats’ are ‘daru-treats’. Unlimited alcohol. Booze till you cannot stand on your two feet, and then booze some more. Ask your juniors to drink, saying,” C’mon, I have got a job! Won’t you drink for me?” So many seniors, so many get placed, and so many treats. Your poor juniors don’t have a chance. By the end of their second or third year, many of them wouldn’t be able to say ‘no’ even if they wanted to or needed to. A still smaller fraction would take this addiction with them into their future life. A few of them may fall prey to health problems caused due to their inability to say ‘no’. But this shouldn’t bother you. None of this is happening now, is it?

Please think about it. Please think before you send someone on the road to self-destruction. Do not let this small treat haunt you for the rest of your life.

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