Love towards animals?

Why do people hurt animals? Be cruel to them? This is something which I have been thinking about for a long time. I don't get it. Don't they understand it hurts the animals as much as us humans?

Recently I came a across a link, which shows minks - if I'm not mistaken - that are skinned alive for their skin! The poor animals were treated with utmost cruelty. Beaten in multiple places, like the head and spine. Mind you this is all happens while the animal is very much a live.

Frankly, I can't put up eating meat after I have seen how the animals are killed for their meat. I suppose this is one of the reasons - maybe unconsciously - I became a vegetarian. I mean if I talk about animal cruelty and happily go and munch cooked animal flesh - not so politely speaking - I think some might call me a hypocrite. The torture the animal is put through, before being killed is unbearable. I don't understand how anyone can do that. I tend to question if they are really humans.

Also, I don't see how people can take a dog or cat in to their homes very lovingly and then end up treating it very cruelly. Why do they even bother? What is the point? Do they do it on purpose? Or is it simply neglect and not being bothered? Don't these people realise that the animals need as much attention as we do? That they eat and sleep like us. They want to be shackle free, to run around and play. They too have feelings.

I think we should, as humans, if not at least as caring beings, think about our treatment towards animals. Must we really treat them like that? I am wondering who the real animals are! Think about it!

Take a look the following links. Beware, some of them are not for weak hearts.

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=2394875026492815226

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oYOsBJkHgIU

http://www.pet-abuse.com/pages/animal_cruelty.php

Random Thoughts About Holidays

Oh no!! I hate when holidays come to and end!! I hate the whole idea of going back to school or uni, as the case maybe. I know most will not agree this is me but will be nodding in agreement Why must vacation end? I guess the saying goes all good things come to an end I think it sucks big time!

Well, this time there are quite a few reasons. One being that, it's going to be my final year at uni, and I am going to have to learn to get use to not being in that place. Well, what I am trying to say is that i sure will miss that place. I have a soft spot for it after all, by the looks of it.

And the other is the the thought -torturous thought, I should add- that I wasn't able to enjoy my holidays. Imagine you go in to holidays thinking "wow!! I'm gonna rock this holiday" and then end up stuck in bed for half the vacation. How annoying do you think that can be? - (the thought itself pisses me off- Imagine all the fun time that was wasted! Such sadness! But I guess there's a silver lining to ever dark cloud. At least being sick, I as able to happily catch up on my reading - do i see heads nod in agreement - At least by reading I was able to travel far and wide.

Sighs in exasperation - can you even start imagining what it's like to be cooped up at home, for weeks! It's really annoying! It's not me, simply saying. I am never home. That's what keeps me ticking. Being active! Usually holidays are a time to be active -thinks this is going no where.

I hope, at least some one had a wonderful vacation. That ought to - hopefully - cheer me up!

The Journey

Silence prevails.
Where once the wanderer traced the paths.
Silence prolongs.
When once the birds chirped in harmony.

The winds blow the dry leaves aimlessly.
Where once the winds kissed the luscious leaves.
The tree now stands bare in solitude
When once it gave shade to many a traveler.

The lonely road stretches far.
Where once the flowers danced encouragingly on the side.
The journey is long now
With neither sight, feeling nor the guide.

Sickbed

Heat blurring vision.
The slightest sound resonating like a gong.
Head burning, ready to explode.
Ears fuming like an old caol train.
This lying in bed I feel,
With high fever,
Yet again.

Midnight Scribbles

As rain falls unevenly,
And as dogs bark in the distance,
My inner pendulum struggles to keep pace.

As the winds blow swiftly,
And as the owls hoot,
My eyes with sleep
Refuse to stay awake.

As the clock ticks,
And as I heave a sigh,
I drift back off
To dreamland,
Again.

Water? Dream? Wall?

Chaos breaks.
And the silent water ripples.
A tiny pebble was all that was needed
For the calmness to seize.

Serenity is not to be had.
Peace just a dream.
Solitude just a vision,
Of what is to be.

The wall built is strong.
The structure true to its word.
The wing will not penetrate,
Or at least that is what it seems.

Umbrella

A wet umbrella
In the hot hot sun.
"Is it even possible?"
One thinks.

Dripping with water,
Under the blazing sun,
One would ask
"Did it rain?" or "when?"

A simple thought provoked
By an umbrella,
Which was taken out to shield me
From the burning sun.

Shifting

Thud, thud, thud
There's a knocking on the door.
Who could it be, I thought
Walking towards the door.

I cringe to see it a neighbour,
come to pay a friendly visit.
I want to run at his affability.
Because right now, all I want is some time alone.

I heave a sigh and open the door,
Fighting the urge to lock it up, instead.
"Bear with me" I say, "the house is still a mess."
He smiles politely and offers his help.

I wish I could put up a sign,
'Just moved in and not ready for visitors.'
Yet, I smile to myself,
Thinking this is what a new place brings!

Letting Go

You bring me hope as each day starts,
With the twinkle in your eyes
And the laughter in your voice.

Though each day I search for you
Through the many eyes I see.
There's something I'll always remember,
You will never be with me.

Though hard it is to let you go,
That I surely will do.
Hope someday you'll find someone
Who'll love you more than I do.....