He was booked into an Air India flight to Bombay. But as this was his first time in an aeroplane, he made a few preparations that were out of place.
When the stewardess came around to take orders for the in-flight meal, the uncle declared loudly, “I have brought my own lunch. Make sure you don’t charge me for food and drinks!” So, as everybody was given their in-flight meal, the uncle began spreading out his own home-cooked meal.
The man sitting next to him was an American history researcher and was curious about the food. “Excuse me, what is that drink?” he asked. The uncle picked up the yogurt-based lassi drink and said, “Milk of India!”
Then the uncle took out several pieces of chappatis and started feasting. “And what is that dish?” asked the curious American. “Wheat of India!” replied the uncle proudly.
Finally, the uncle took out some desserts. He offered some to the American. “What is it?” asked the American. “Sweets of India!” replied the old man.
After the meal, everyone was settling down when there was a loud “pooooooooot!” sound from the uncle. “What was that?” asked the American, holding his nose in disgust. The old man replied coolly, “That’s Air India.”
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