GPLs in IITB

Jan 13th, 2023

GPLs are the most inseparable aspect of the IITB culture, second probably only to RG. Supposed to be an acronym for “g✱nd pe laath”, the GPL is what would become of the innocent little child called “birthday bumps” if he were to get into alcoholism and substance abuse while growing up. To put it bluntly, GPLs are events which happen in IITB on people’s birthdays, in which all friends(?) of the birthday guy gather together and beat his bum to pulp, using chappals and belts, among other equipment which you would prefer not be lying around your angry father.

The illogicality of this barbaric event isn’t limited to the fact that the birthday boy is hit in literally every possible way except with laaths, though. The birthday boy will, I assume under fear of being labelled a fattu / rotlu, continue to smile and laugh as one dangerous strike after another lands on his posterior.

If, God forbid, female spectators happen to be present during the event, this fake masochism of the assaultee is complemented by the toxic machismo of the assaulters, and the blows intensify.

Once damage sufficient for the main man to not be able to sit straight for at least a week has been done, the bludgeoners will slow down and finally convey birthday wishes, as if what they just did was for (in some weird way) the greater good of strengthening their bonds of friendship. And that concludes your typical GPL.

There is a tinge of hypocrisy in the fact that, in the institute, while we have gotten rid of many things which were considered to be “insti culture” under the pretense changing times, GPLs have only become bitter over the years. The original, literal GPL presumably involved only laaths, which are of course blunt attacks and should not hurt much, while also giving a feel of “grown-up-ism” as compared to the school-day birthday bumps (which is heavily sought by college kids young adults). The modern GPL, on the other hand, with it’s belts and chappals gives you scarred backs and sore bums for days.

GPLs are clearly the worst thing in student hostel culture after ragging (which thankfully is long gone), and deserve to be looked at with such seriousness.