BLUEBERRY PIE AND BUKOWSKI
Often we watch an entire movie and it fails to strike a chord. But then again, once in a while we do come across a certain movie, a specific dialogue, a song or maybe a scene or two that doesn’t really escape our mind. It lingers on amidst all the clutters in our head. And eons later, one fine night it somehow finds a way to rush back to us, catching us almost off-guard, suddenly making us want to contemplate life by pondering upon it.
“Elizabeth: So what’s wrong with the Blueberry Pie?
Jeremy: There’s nothing wrong with the Blueberry Pie, just people make other choices. You can’t blame the Blueberry Pie, it’s just, no one wants it.”
The same happened to her last night. Stuck at the crossroads of life, these lines had made a comeback and they’d kept playing—on loop, in the head.
The choice wasn’t really difficult. To choose between a safe, secure, 9-5 job or maybe just to take a sabbatical, go to the hills, meditate, teach, write some more and figure out the rest of her life?
“Any sane person would choose the job! The money’s good. The profile’s great. It’s the chocolate cake with the cherry on top. It is what people crave, friends envy and family look up to! And didn’t you always want the corner office? 24 years of late-nights for that!” The brain had rambled on.
“But..” Countered the heart.
“What if you never get to try the blueberry pie? What if you get stuck forever—in this endless loop of familiarity, amidst all the mad rush of the mundane? Would you like the chocolate cake every single day for the rest of your life?”
“Don’t be a fool. Listen to me” Grumbled both.
But honestly, the choice wasn’t really that difficult. Was it? For maybe Bukowski had rightly pointed out that—
Some lose all mind and become soul—insane.
Some lose all soul and become mind—intellectual.
Some lose both and become accepted.
And funny how she could have been it all, and yet she chose to lose all mind and become soul. She chose to be insane. And perhaps it’s okay; some people are crazy like that. What about you?
“Elizabeth: I want the blueberry pie!”
