I never thought I’d write this, but here we are.
So I got into AIIMS Bhopal last year. Huge deal. My family was so proud. I was the “smart one,” the “girl who cracked NEET.” But what nobody prepares you for is what happens after you enter these so-called “top institutes.”
I’ll be honest. The ragging here isn’t what they show in movies. It’s worse. It’s not about making you dance or sing. It’s about breaking you down mentally till you feel like you’re worth nothing.
Some of the seniors, not all but you know who you are, literally made it their mission to “teach juniors their place.” If you’re a girl, it’s even more humiliating. I was told to “wear better clothes,” “act more grateful,” and one even had the audacity to say, “MBBS me aayi ho, attitude kam karo, yaha koi princess nahi banti.”
There were days I skipped dinner just to avoid the corridors. Nights I cried in the washroom because I didn’t want my roommate to see how broken I felt. And the saddest part? A few girls from our own batch thought all this was “normal” and said, “Sabko jhelna padta hai yaar. Seniors se dosti ban jaati hai baad mein.”
Fyi - being trauma bonded with your bully is not friendship.
I once told a senior I had period cramps and she laughed and said, “Then don’t do MBBS if you can’t handle pain.” Like wtf? I didn’t come here to be mocked for having a uterus.
And let me just say it straight. The anti-ragging helpline? Mostly useless. You complain and suddenly you’re “that girl who’s too sensitive” or “the snitch.” Then starts the subtle isolation… no one sits with you in lectures, you get ignored in group work. It’s all very passive-aggressive but very real.
We talk about “mental health” in orientation week and then gaslight people when they break down. Irony is on ventilator.
Sometimes I wonder how many students drop out or get depressed because of this culture. Not everyone survives the pressure, you know? Not everyone makes it to those Insta “MBBS life 
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If you’re reading this and you’ve been through the same girl or guy just know this: **you’re not weak. They are.**And if any senior feels “attacked” by this post, maybe ask yourself why.
This place gave me a seat, but not a voice. I’m just taking it back.