BV Vs. Tihar

I usually refrain from speaking about myself but in dis case,I believe,I need to be formally introduced...I am convict no. AJMCA01345

,cell no. 38,Banasthali Vidyapith currently under the supervision of the Indian version of Cruella DiVill( in our desi version,instead of dogs Ms. Cruella hates salwar claded, bespectacled ,submissive young women)and Mrs. Green eyed monster(she only wears diff shades of green)...Well,much unlike Tihar where the prisoners have no other option, I (not in my right mind) decided to commit myself to Banas (i shd have rather gone for a mental institution)....To attract more and more fools ,B(plz use urs brains and figure out what I am talking about) looks rather nice from inside..She even has a cemented road(giving Tihar strong competition),beautiful buildings,a handful of canteens(where u shd def go if u want to have some maggot infested food and ofcourse if u r really in d mood to permanently extinguish ur taste buds wid d terribly spicy food)..Not only that .B also offers inmates excellent education and many ways to showcase their talents in various fields including sports,art,music etc etc...I believed that I can make a better person out of me and seeing the healthy atmosphere ,I gave it no more thought..
3 yrs have passed( a long sigh.....)..I can't see outside d wall( because d whole place is surrounded by a thick wall and ofcourse ,outside that ,is a 70 k.m spread desert)..Just like inmates in TIhar we occasionaly peer outside our caged existence and try to catch glimpses of the outside world but all we get r stern glances frm armed guards( I dont even want to think abt our predicament if we venture too close to d Gate)..
Our wardens deserve special applause because they have mastered the art of cruelty even better than the Tihar wardens...We are slowly poisoned-..We ahave learned to cohabit peacefully with all kinds of insects and reptiles..we have become so generous that we occasionally let a dog sleep next to us....Just yesterday when I stood in d hour long line to get my milk(the only nutritous food I have whole day..It also satisfies my thirst because 3/4th of it is always water),a brave martyr (a tiny grasshopper)tired of d hellish existence,jumped into d container of milk..The girls screamed,maybe horrified at d creature's brave attempt...But its sacrifice was useless as it was quickly discarded by d warden..to add to d monstrosity,she offered d same milk,now tainted wid d saint's blood(or whatever dey have)..The next day many girls rushed to d shackle called hospital( for they didnt deserve to drink d holy milk)..
I never feel lonely at night as I all always sleep wid a million insect stuck all over my body..The heat here is a killer and it kiils everybody except our tougher counterparts(the insects).
Ofcourse our place is better than Tihar..After all we can boast of jammers(for those who dont knw..jammers r special torture equipments desgined to jam cellphone signals and eventually destroy the battery)..and also we have 12x7 internet (where everything is blocked and d net bandwidth is 3.5 Mbps shared between 1000 nodes)(let Tihar ever beat dat)..Occasionaly a few rogue inmates attempt to escape which results in them being shot down and d jail even more fortified..A few more restrictions crop up..I guess we still have d right to breathe,what else can anyone want..now you decide....wher wud u like to stay?Tihar or Banas :-)