Hmm, did it ever occur to you that I don't eat beef anymore? I find nothing more annoying than my parents bringing home a meafloaf expecting me to consume it. I am so exhausted of telling them that I do not eat beef or even touch it. My father would exclaim and make a huge deal about it. 'Cows were created for you to eat! Blah blah blah!' Yes I know that father. Did it also occur to you that cows could be created so that humans could stroke and cuddle and make teddy cows out of?

It all started when I witnessed the 'killing' of cows, or to put it nicely, 'slaughtering' of cows during the haj festivities. The smell of blood was awful and I saw the poor dying animal lying on the patch of grass still breathing with blood splurting from its throat. And it was funny what my mother said to me earlier on.

*dramatisation*
'Oh tis a glorious day! The cows love tis day. They art wailing and singing, 'KILL meeee... kill meeee! Falalalalalala!!!'

It was vile and cruel. It was cruel and so hypocritical of them to say that the correct way of slaughtering animals was to use a really sharp knife, and it must be swift, to deliver an instant death. What I saw in front of my eyes, was otherwise. I saw goats running with their heads hanging from their neck, and cows lying in a pool of blood sort of muttering its last death wish to the uncaring men.

But hamburgers and cheeseburgers and rotijohns were in the way of me excluding beef and mutton from my diet. I tried hard, and I ate mutton chop and I didn't feel so good about eating an animal I once stroked and fed. And after that, meat tasted so vile and digusting, and I saw a video on the way cows were killed in the slaughter house and stopped eating beef or mutton altogether. Chickens can wait, until I can muster all the discipline to become vegetarian. My father will blow up if he hears that I turned vegetarian. Chickens are a little different. I don't like chickens, they scare me, so it is right that I get back at them by eating them.

I am against inappropriate animal killing, or putting animals in a cage even. I believe that every animal has the right to be free. That speaks for why I don't have any pets at home (though I do intend to keep cats in the future provided they can have all the space in the world to play.) I feel angry knowing and seeing some of my cat-owning relatives putting their cats in a cage.

Well the list of things I want to stop eating goes on and on. I really don't like to eat fish, so I have no problem keeping away; but my biggest fish 'fetish' is a stingray. I love stingrays as they are gentle and beautiful but I also love how they taste. Everytime I get to eat a stingray, I would apologise to the poor thing. Which is a bit funny actually , 'I'm sorry Mr Stingray. I really like you and all, but you taste sooo good. I hope you don't have a family back in the sea. Forgive me for eating you!' I have to stop eating stingrays. I feel so bloody guilty!

I know they electrocute chickens to stun them so they can't move when you cut their necks off. Even when my father saw that on teevee he went, 'damn, that is so cruel.' But we still eat chickens. If I don't eat chicken I can't go to Seoul Garden or KFC, or anything like that. But it's not like I've never considered that before. Geez, I'm NOT that selfish. Maybe one day, one day, I could slam my hands down and say 'enough, now.'

Another option is that chicken is a sometimes food. If there is an occasion worth celebrating, then the ban on eating chickens can be lifted. I'm still so doubt about this. I am not a huge fan of chicken. I hate it when chicken tastes like chicken, not some weird flavour that I fancy.

Can you believe that my parents bought take-out and it was Roti John again, even though I told them the last time that I wasn't going to eat beef. My father is a very influencial, dominating and forceful person. He hates me speaking out, he hates that I am some kind of a feminist, a pessimist, a tree-hugging person. He hates that I don't eat beef. And I fear he might make me eat beef and commit a sin.

In my religion, it is not wrong to think that killing of a certain animal is wrong. God does not put a 'UNGRATEFUL' sticker on your forehead. It's just, when you feel it, make sure you keep to it. Or consuming of THAT certain animal is forbidden on your part. So it's like, for me, eating beef/mutton is like eating pork.

Haha, I love watching Little Mosque on the Prairie, this new Canadian muslim sitcom. It's hilarious, poking fun at people who hate and are afraid of Islam. It's funny when you think of it. 'BOO!' and the Islam-phobes run for their lives. And there is this funny character named 'Barber' who is a bit of a fanatic and knows nothing about other religions. He thinks that Christians drink blood! Like haha wtf. No offense Christian friends. It's just funny knowing that some people of our religion are like that- they know nothing about anything at all and they generalise and stereotype. That's what the sitcom is all about- poking fun at Islam haters or people to think islam is scary, and fanatics. Lol.

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