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The Choice is yours...

This is for vegetarians, to feel content about being so.
And for the non-vegetarians to re-think what they are doing.

I couldn't even watch more than 2:30 mins of this video. So, please, its a caution for all those who will be watching it. I do not like to showcase violence ,but sometimes it becomes an inevitable tool to spread awareness for a good and a higher cause. Its simply human psychology to see or hear the negative of something to refrain from doing it rather than hearing all the positive and get inspired.

This is the video link:
http://www.chooseveg.com/animal-cruelty.asp?gclid=COiR3c3P6pUCFRKLxwodLGxReg

When I chose to become a vegetarian, (firstly, out of requirements for Vedic chanting and then followed by my own personal, inner call , I hadn't seen any such videos to provoke me) there were a few people who appreciated my move and some who told me I am going to lack on a nutritious diet. Well, I made it a point to include enough of pulses and broccoli and high nutrient content in my diet, to supplement to the so called "loss" by body may be going through. But, today after watching just a minute and a half of this video, I am glad... I am really glad that I am not a part of this barbaric act of being a non-vegetarian. And I believe that I certainly DO NOT need any such nutrients for my living that is at the cost of the lives of innocent and harmless creatures.

I never ever wanted to preach vegetarianism to anyone. I never did to even to my parents. Now, I will, for sure, tell them to stick on to what they have chosen. I certainly do not want to tell others the positives of being a veggie, cause I know for a fact that, I will definitely have more of pros than cons. Even if I may have cons, I guess that wouldn't come anywhere close to the pros. I don't want to make anyone feel even a little guilty for what they are doing, knowingly or unknowingly. So I always thought its best to "choose and let others choose what they want" .

I am sorry if I am intruding into your personal choices and life-style to show this piece of video. But as a responsible human-being with a "conscience" , I feel I cannot look away from my responsibility of spreading awareness.

Thank you and sorry... But ultimately, the ball is in your court...

Comments

Aura.. said…
Hope you are still a Veggie ..

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