I am happily waiting
for the day when I will have a farm full of pet dogs, ponies, rabbits, and as
many of these furry animals. Watching a dog wagging its’ tail or a bird
thoroughly enjoying a mud-bath, and many of these tiny things, I could spend
quite a lot of time with as much awe and adoration seeing them, everyday. On my
way to work, once nearing the workplace, I see herds of cows, grown and small,
walking on the road, scurrying away in frenzy to a safe corner across the road,
while a flurry of vehicles surge past it. How the cows manage to emerge safe
and unharmed, each time, surprises me. I do have a fondness for these creatures
that grows each time I see them doing some trivial act in a state of
unknowingness, maybe. This is the good, happy part.
I have loved non-vegetarian food
all my life, I have tried to imagine how the fish probably die after struggling
to breathe for seconds, or the trembling carcass of a slaughtered goat, and
wondered what gives me the ease with which I gorge on non-vegetarian food the
next time, or whenever. If we were to have a pet, we’d thoroughly pamper it.
But to see a dog limping on the road makes one probably just feel bad for it. I
fail to understand how can I ever in a sane frame of mind, call myself an ‘animal
lover’ with the spilling greed for non-vegetarian food. What if someone spoke
of your pet using terms like ‘fresh’ or a sumptuous choice for a dish – would it
make you want to smack your lips or look at him in disgust, and why?
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