Herbivorous extinctus..

In the race between the herbivore and carnivore, who wins. Undoubtedly the latter. Certainly I am not referring to the ecological system but rather my own multiple gastronomic syndrome. I was raised in a family of theists of the extreme variety. A key tenet of their belief is the act of restricting their food content to plant produce (with the exception of milk, of course). It was obvious for me to follow their footsteps and to remain a veggie. Every attempt in my early lifetime was made to make me meet the prerequisite of being a bramhin, which included references to afterlife as a chicken or a fish among the most puerile ones to even suicide threats (which I am certain was hollow). But then, never did they realize their folly of discounting the edibility of the transient comestible, viz. the egg. In fact I was so much into their postulate that I could not imagine myself tasting egg-till one day when I realized the delight of the soft omelette melting into my mouth. And that was the beginning of my endless journey in the path of tasting those amazing creatures nature has bestowed upon us for the purpose of satisfying none other than our taste buds.

Before I continue with the discussion the behavior of my family members definitely warrants some explanation. One of the popular theories (none other than my own) is the economical background of my forefather bramhins (who most certainly would have now been reborn and may be even died as plants, because they had consumed them). Their profession was to impart education, in most cases, for free (how idiotic!!) and to live on the alms donated by the kind people who availed their service. But since the kindness of the society decreased exponentially, so did the alms. Obviously chicken and meat would be the last things people would give away. The only way to escape the humiliation is to propose a rule-a rule which prohibited all in the category from consuming n0n-veggie. Quite shrewd on their part, but the consequences have been far fetched and deadly. It not only sparked off the veg-non veg debate but also created one more faction into the already shattered society. But the worst among all of them was the deprivation of my birthright to feast on some of the most sumptuous dishes (sigh!).

Nonetheless, logic took over my hypocrisy and finally I was enlightened to the carnivorous world. But my greatest regret still remains the inability to accept the dish without hesitation. After all these years of being imprisoned in the cage, I have lost my ability to fly. This transition might take time but eventually it will happen. And I am desperately looking forward to the day when I would be able to relish each of those savories.

Disclaimer: If you are a member of my family or the next of kin, you will be delighted by the fact that the above blog is a figment of my imagination and has absolutely no reason to upset you (I am sure this explanation has not satisfied you).