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Being Vegan

The idea of being vegan is to reduce as much suffering n cruelty towards other species as possible. It does not n shud not make a vegan feel self righteous but its also not cool when others come on a mud slinging fest by saying things like plants also have life etc n quoting others. There r people in this world who r fruitarians n others who only eat that which falls of a tree. I do not even know what they r called. Some People try to live as much of an impact free life as they r capable of. And this can only happen when ur conscience awakens within u. One person's ideology is just his own. It can't be a majority. Pls get ur facts right n before anything else, more importantly have a heart. Feel. Think if it's ur wife who was raped every nine months so that she cud provide milk for other people's consumption,how wud u feel? Think if it was ur child who as soon as he/she dropped out of its mother's womb was picked off the ground n carted off to a butchery to be slaughtered n cooked for other people's consumption, how wud u feel? Think if u're held under water where u can't breathe n eventually die, how wud u feel? Think if u n ur entire family r waiting in a room n u see them being one by one led away never to return n u hear their screams from the next room n see their blood seeping under the door n maybe catch a glimpse of their throats being slit, them being shocked by a bolt to their brain n know u r next, how wud u feel?

That's all there is to being a vegan. To feel, to cause as little damage as humanly possible. That's all.

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