That's it, i cannot be a chicken farmer, pig farmer or any farmer that requires me to slaughter the animals that i rear.

I brought home about 8 of the fresh fishes i caught yesterday, all promptly prepared by my Aunt's domestic helper. As i carried it home, i already knew that i wasn't going to be eating them... I felt a stint of sadness for the fishes i carried in my hands. There were alive a few hours ago and now lay flat in my plastic bags waiting to be served on my dinner table.

Sure, it was great fun trying to catch them, and it gave me a sense of achievement too, when caught. The fishes were just plain hungry, and so they eat and got caught. They didn't want to get caught, they just want to eat.

One of them lied on my dining table this morning, mum had prepared them, although it was "disfigured" beyond my recognition, i still knew it was one of the fishes i brought home the day before, thus i could not bear to eat it.

I figured, i would eat fishes, chickens, porks that are bought from the market. Those which i have not "met" while they were alive... But i can't bear to eat anything that was alive a few hours/minutes ago and finally ended up on my dinner table.

It simply disgust me. Some more of these, i might turn vegetarian.

Compassion for life?

(Still i would like to go fishing! I will catch and throw them back into the water loh!)