I Was the Truth
To worship God Shiva linga hundreds of kilo-liters of milk being wasted
Imagine how many hundred of proletarian child could have been served with nutritious food in such quantities of milk
for some days.
Please hang me as a heretic
Such as Copernicus who was killed by the fanatic
But know that I was
the truth.
(Shivratri is one of the ritual of the Hindus.
In this day lakhs of woman pour a lot of milk upon an idol called shivlinga in the temple)
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