Komalan was booked into an SIA flight to Bombay. But as this was his first time in an airplane, he made a few preparations that were out of place. When the stewardess came around to take orders for the in-flight meal, Komalan 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, who was curious about the food. “Excuse me, what is that drink?” he asked.
The Komalan picked up the yogurt-based lassi drink and said, “Milk of India!”
Then Komalan took out several pieces of chapattis and started feasting. “And what is that dish?” asked the curious American.
“Wheat of India!” replied the uncle proudly.
Finally, Komalan took out some desserts. He offered some to the American.
“What is it?” asked the American.
“Sweet of India!” replied the old man.
After the meal, everyone was settling down when there was a loud “Pooooooooot!” from Komalan.
“What was that?” asked the American in disgust.
Komalan replied coolly, “That’s Air India!”