I care about animals. The time and reason I chose to be a vegetarian was a very crucial one in my life. It was a festival day and I was about 15 yrs old. In India different people celebrate the festival in different ways. Some have vegetarian food and some have mutton (goat meat). Our family is half to middle are vegetarian; to be precise all men are meat eaters and all women are vegetarians and so on festival days we don’t cook meat as it is considered unreligious. But in that village where I am from, as the demand for the meat was more they opened a temporary goat slaughter place near our house for that day alone. I have never been to a place where animals are killed and have never seen the kind of pain they undergo whilst they are killed. On that day, I saw blood flowing from that place as more an more goats are killed. I was stunned by that scene and I was speechless and was staring at the action of those butchers for quite sometime. After sometime, it seems they ran out of animals and they dragged a she goat which was tied very close to that culling place that it could visibly see all its mates getting killed. It was the last animal left on that lot. I could see its stomach slightly bigger than usual. Alas, I watched it crying and I couldn't wait to see that scene. I turned my face although I still was inquisitive of how would it look inside an animal, which made me stop and watch it further. Half my mind wants to leave the place. So I decided to go and buy the crackers the actual purpose of me coming out our home and on my way back I saw through the gaps of the legs of people crowded there, unborn goats with white skin shining with the little light from the near by shops falling on them. This time I couldn’t stand there to watch what it would be like inside those foetal goats and it took almost more than a week to digest the first horrible scene in my life. I lost sleep and we didn't have the culture of opening up then and talk about our fears to elders or others in our family as I was afraid that I may be laughed at. And it was the last time I have ever thought about eating animals for almost 13 years. As time moves on the perspective changed and newer ideas about the food chain evolved and when I visited the UK for higher studies I was encouraged by my friends to eat meat as they thought I may not be able to withstand the cold and the choices for vegetarians are less. And so I started eating chicken alone and for sometime it went well. Soon I started developing allergic symptoms like itching and I stopped eating it and decided to be happy as before as a vegetarian. Honestly, I knew and was very sensitive of the changes in my body, thought and peace of mind whilst I had meat and whilst I hadn’t. I know if you see the big picture, the meat eaters are in a way helping vegetarians get vegetables by limiting their numbers so that we could get enough crop area to cultivate our plant based food. So I am not having any aversion against meat eaters. I understand that we all have to coexist and its just that I cant cook for a meat eater and neither can expect her to cook for me as I think she may not be as good as me in cooking a vegetable biriyani. So whadya think?