Blame the half pants
For the last few days, Kanhaiya and a fellow students photo has been doing the rounds. She is not a professor, but a fellow student. But why should one need to clarify?
They are sitting close to each other. Almost touching. A man a woman, touching. Any scene that depicts a woman as a woman riles something up in a rightwinger. Something about those half pants that traps them in eternal boyhood, contorts their view to see a woman only as a mother or a sister (a really oppressed one at that) and makes them tremble in anxiety when they face signs of a man woman relationship.
That explains the V-day beatings, the whole angst against romance and youth, the condom countings and I guess, all their philosophies. Blame the half pants.