Jaswinder’s Uncle Mohinder was booked on a flight to Bombay from Amritsar.
As this was his first time in an Aircraft, he made a few preparations that were somewhat unconventional.
When the stewardess came around to take orders for the in-flight meal, Uncle Mohinder declared loudly,
" I have brought my own lunch. Make sure you don’t charge me for food and drinks ! "
When everyone was served an in-flight meal, uncle Mohinder spread open his own home-cooked tiffin.
An American Historian, sitting in the seat next to him… was curious about the food.
" Excuse me Sir, but what is that drink you have there ? " he asked.
Uncle Mohinder picked up the yogurt-based lassi drink and said, "It?s the Milk of India ! "
A moment later, Uncle Mohinder began to eat a stuffed mooli paratha, with sarson ka saag.
" And what is that dish?" asked the curious American.
"Wheat of India!" proclaimed Uncle Mohinder proudly.
After a while, Uncle Mohinder offered a selection of mithai, barfi, halva, 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 "Ffffaaaaaarrrttt!" from the Uncle.
"What was that?" asked the American with a sensory disgust.
The old man replied coolly, "That’s Air India!"