Pea in the ground

You may call me by any name, but you got to serve me to everybody

A sudden gust of wind blows straight from the heavens with great gusto, and we land on earth. Some of us fall on rocks. Some of us fall on thorns and bushes. And some of us fall on fertile land.

All of us sprout and propagate like crazy because we are not just random nuts. We’re true nuts with guts and spunk.

Soon we transform the whole area into a nut jungle. We offer ourselves as food to the cattle, poultry, squirrels, and the birds. And every living creature that eats us go happy as nuts.

The cattle start giving more milk, the hens and ducks happily lay more eggs, the birds are chirping and the whole place starts rejoicing in nutty happiness.

News travels fast. We are becoming famous. People from far and wide come every day to see us and enjoy us. We offer ourselves to the visitors and the locals alike.

Well, that is, until the chief of the village gets nasty.

The chief fences all of us and bolts the gates. And the nut jungle becomes protected territory. Having no real sense of the nuts and bolts of maintaining an equitable and just society, the chief allows no one except an anointed lucky few to eat us.

This is strictly against our ethics. Our moral values dictate that we must be enjoyed by one and all without discrimination.

The people and the creatures are feeling cheated and deprived. Yet they have faith in the power of the heavens. They display the forbearance to keep them from going nuts with frustration.

It’s now time to let you in on a secret. We have a stealthy power known only to us. We have the capacity to move from place to place if we so wish.

How else do you think we survived when we fell on rocks and thorns and bushes? Of course, we craftily moved to the fertile ground and then grew like crazy.

Even as plants, we can uproot ourselves if we so please. That’s crazy, right? Yes, we think so too.

But we go the craziest when we see injustice and discrimination. It’s not for nothing that we’re the most inexpensive nut that anyone can afford.

No chief was going to stop us from serving the common man. So we decide to take action.

Soon, a gust of wind blows straight from the heavens with great gusto, and all of us get sucked up into the sky in plain view of all the people. Everyone goes nuts when they see their land getting ravaged into barren devastation.

Yet, we promise that we’ll be back someday soon when everyone’s learnt their lesson.

Now for the sake of full disclosure, I’ll say this. You must be nuts to have believed me. I’m just a storytelling peanut on wordsoups.

So you see, we need to realize that in stories, the details matter but factual accuracy doesn’t. That’s nuts, right?

The only magic we have is our authenticity in taste, nutrition, and impartiality.