Our college too had anti ragging means.We were under the watch full eyes of lectures all the time through out the first two or three months. Seniors kept themselves away at least in their presence .But this bunch of guys were successful in distributing a notice among the first year students at the entrance itself.I don't remember what that notice (union inauguration?) was all about.But it had a picture of a flag with a star and some words or letters( may be "Independence,democracy & socialism" ) and the back cover of that booklet had the name 'SFI MESCE Unit' printed on it.
The first page read like this :
And you'll ask: why doesn't his poetry
speak of dreams and leaves
and the great volcanoes of his native
land?Come and see the blood in the streets.
Come and see
The blood in the streets.
Come and see the blood
In the streets!
That was the first time I met Pablo Neruda in my life.I felt those words have such a commanding power that you can't escape from the questions of your own conscience.From then Neruda was a power that was enough to pump adrenaline in to my blood.I'm thank full to that notice.
You can read Neruda here:
http://www.poemhunter.com/pablo-neruda/poems/
