Saturday, December 15, 2012

To be or not to be...


A vegetarian. That is not even a question. Whether tis’ nobler in the mind to suffer...

Nevertheless, I don’t suffer. A happy vegetarian is what I am. I've often been asked why I'm a vegetarian, whether I've ever eaten meat or seafood, and other questions in the general nature of the entire purpose of my existence if I won't eat meat.

There are all kinds of vegetarians. Some people are vegetarian only on Tuesdays and Thursdays, others are vegetarian but eat fish, and yet others are almost-but-not-quite-vegetarian, non-vegetarians. I am a lacto-vegetarian, meaning I have milk and milk products along with my veggies. Not egg mind you, thats an ovo-lacto-vegetarian.

And I'm happy. I've never, not once regretted it. I'm a little overweight because I eat too much and don't exercise enough. I eat too much because there's a lot of nice veg out there and I like to experiment with my food. I don’t look down on others who arn’t vegetarian and don’t force my views upon anyone. In return, I don't like being scoffed at for my dietary choices or having non-veg pushed upon me inspite of my vehement protests. I'm not going to turn to meat or fish unless I'm stranded on a deserted island with nothing but my wits to keep me alive (and even then, I'd like to think probably).

And I'm ranting (or venting) because my favorite restaurant served me chicken momos instead of veg momos tonight. 

It doesn't sound like a big deal. Why the fuss, after all? Its only once. But think of it from my perspective. Put yourself in my shoes. I've always been a strict vegetarian. After all the explanations I've given people, the countless times I've turned down non-veg (and it can get very awkward at peoples' homes, inconveniencing those who prepared a meal), the endless discussions on the subject and my own philosophy on life, vegetarianism has become a part of me and my identity. You could almost say I'm proud to be a vegetarian. That was probably the first time I had any proper meat in my mouth. 

Always look for a silver lining though. Now I know what it feels like in my mouth. And I'm certain I've never had it before. I knew the difference immediately, before biting it. It was too hard. That's not something I've ever eaten before. I wonder, is all of meat that hard?! No wonder meat eaters have such sharp teeth!     

---X---

Dogbert: You mean, why don't I take dead animals, cook them until they become carcinogenic, then eat them instead of something nutritious? Is that your question? 

--Scott Adams, Dilbert

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

The End of the World #1

Many doomsday prophecies predict that the world as we know it, shall come to an end on December 21st 2012. This prophecy, attributed to the ending of the Mayan Calender, Nostradamus, Edgar Cayce and some scientific cosmic alignment of the earth with the centre of the galaxy, has been given many interpretations by scholars on the subject. Two schools of thought emerged dominant among these. Some say that it means that the world will end, whereas others believe that a great change is coming.

Not one to believe in doomsday prophecies and end-of-the-world propaganda, this writer has always been quick to dismiss the December 2012 prediction. At the most, she has been willing to concede that it could refer to a great change, but only because its fun to think about it.

Now, however, I find my mind changed on the subject. December 2012 is doomsday month. For TAX is upon us (or well, upon the unfortunate 5th year students of a certain university of law and some unlucky repeaters from previous years, if any). It may not be doomsday for you but it is for me. Only, its not December 21st, 2012, but December 14th, 2012. And if by some miracle, I survive December 14th, then I would almost be happy to welcome doomsday on December 21st so as not to witness the results of December 14th.

*sigh* May the force be with you!