NOBODY LIGHTS A CANDLE Anjali Deshpande 15 It was late by the time he got home. Buses were queued up on the roads and two wheelers wove their way from between them like squirrels leaping at great speed. Everyone was pressing on the horn to let the others know of their existence, screaming in top decibels, look at us, nobody cares two hoots about us at home or in offices, but we exist, strangers, look, we exist, and we are strong and we shall move ahead of you, look at us and get out of our way and salute the