When I was in college in Trichy – in a hostel with 400 sexually-unfulfilled, testosterone-charged guys – all sorts of depraved comments were made about the few girls who also studied with us, and who lived in a separate hostel. It was quite offensive, I must say; I can’t even mention any of it. The strange thing is that not a single one of them had the courage to say anything in the company of the same girls.
After reading Mukul Kesavan’s The Ugliness of the Indian Male, Hari has some confessions.
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