Similarly even SPJIMR, has it's own protocol when it comes to Birthdays and celebrations.
In the beginning there shall be one enthusiastic guy/gal collecting the Bday lists from everyone. And the rest of us little realizing about the consequences later on, just go ahead with the flow (i.e after those endless rounds of filling profile sheets, quizzes, so on and so forth) and later when someone reaches out any document, you just sign it with flamboyance.
Just as soon as the D-Day approaches, people get all jittery with excitement or with the pain that awaits them. Usually, it is the latter which often takes precedence!!
On the eve of the Bday night, the excited goat get prepared for the ultimate sacrifice.
BEFORE :-
AFTER :- 
Now here is the actual Show & Tell. Every one of the participants are put through the following systematic torture process just as much as a Concentration camp.
First just as you feed the goat, you entice it with food (a.k.a Cake) and even after that his/her spidey sense does not start tingling with any premonition about the future you can proceed with the next stage.
WHAM !! BHAM !! C#@$*^@#KE everything goes directly into the face of both the Bday boy and also his roomie (which could range from 2-3 persons) and then starts the battle of BH (Boy's hostel) with everyone armed with one piece of cake, eggs, tomato, potato and sometimes even Jack-fruits start hurling it. Unfortunately these projectiles are not high-tech
heat-seeking and end up directly upon people who land up in wrong places at the exact wrong time.
After taking care of the entire Icicing from the Cake, then they go for the next layer behind any person... that's right "Bday Bums" .
Bday bums are technically the only exercise that any of are subjected to and hence it becomes the top priority of any of the students to utilize all these rotinue exercises to the maximum, and i am sure that from the Pic, this does seem so very obvious.
Now, that the person is smelling either from burnt rubber on his A*&^ or from those dozen rotten eggs; we all end up doing a favor transferring truck-loads of Water directly from a floor above.
And then comes the pyschological torture, the participants have to recite by heart all the top gals in his hit-list (even married or engaged junta are not excused) and then do a POLE-dancing around his roomies as poles (Thank god, no one took this photo ;)) and then give a Thank-you speech and later during the next day provide a treat for the best night of his life.
Love you guys.. and thanks a lot for that special night forever.
Pics from the fun .
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