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I was waiting outside Vashi station for a friend when I saw some unknown NGO calling out to people to come and light candles in memory of all those who died during the blasts. There were coupla guys taking turns on the loudspeaker inviting people to think about how lucky they were to be alive and so to spare two minutes to do their bit for society in return. Almost 4,000 people (or so they claimed) had already lit candles at their set up.

Now, first of all, I wonder what society had to do with us being alive and whole! Why should I thank society for the fact that there is a man up there who watches over me? What role did society have to play in my being alive? What is this bledy society that they keep harping about? (No, I won't get into that now--it calls for a much bigger argument)

Secondly, how will burning wax candles help those who are dead and gone? Some candle maker surely made a lot of money--wonder if the particular NGO itself is in the business. But other than burning fuel, wasting a lot of wax and candle power and generally adding to global warming (ok the last maybe a bit far fetched but couldn't help adding) how has burning candles or wasting a lot of flowers (something else I saw at other stations) helped the deceased or the injured and their families any.

Wouldn't it have been better to utilize those resources to pay for the medical bills of a few people or in case a family had lost their bread winner to help them sustain for at least a few days.

This suckers can't leave even the dead alone. Have to use even that as an excuse for cheap publicity to promote their vested interests.

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