Air India Flight 126 from Chicago to New Delhi..
Lots of Indians Aboard..
Maximum Gujratis..
15 Hours..
As you get shit tired just by sitting, you stand near the emergency exit doors of the aircraft from time to time..
A lobby develops in a short while.. and keeps changing..
Conversation with Gujrati No 1:
'Hi'
'Hello'
'You are going to Delhi?'
'Yeah I guess' (snort) 'Isn't the flight going there too?' (he does not only look stupid.. he is stupid)
'Oh, the flight goes to Ahemdabad and Hyderabad also after that'
'Oh sorry, that ways, yes, Delhi.. But I have to go to Ladakh after that'
'Ladakh??' (eyes opening wide, eyebrows stretched, and head swaying)
'Its in J&K' (Hello)
'Oh right.. So, you belong from that place?'
'HAHA.. Do I look like a Ladakhi to you?'
'I'm sorry, I havent stayed in India much'
'Yeah, I can see that. Ladakhis look more like Chinese. Not like you and me.'
'Hmm. So, what do you do in Ladakh?'
'I am in the army, I am posted there'
'Woh!! Army man huh? Now you dont look much like an army man too' (Smiles hideously)
'Yeah, but you see, Indian army requires stamina and endurance, not bulk and an enormous belly like yours' (fucker)
(Grins, stays quiet and after a while goes back to his seat)
Conversation with Gujrati No 2:
'Is this sandwich for free?'
'I guess so, people have been coming and picking them up'
'Aah' (starts opening the packet of one, and pockets another)
'So, you have not tried this sandwich?'
'Ah, No, I am not hungry'
'Who said I am? (laughes) Kha lo pi lo yar, aur is duniya mein rakha hi kya hai?'
'Yeah..' (Now this idiotic person will tell me about philosophy?)
'What do you do anyway'
'Uh.. well.. I am a musician. Yeah! A guitarist'
'Oh.. Nice.. Where is your guitar yaar? Why dont you entertain all of us here? As such, all the passengers are getting so bored..'
'Haha.. No, thanks'
'How much do you earn anyway?'
'Allright. Please excuse me..'
'Oh dont get offended yaar.. I was just curious how much do these intrumentalists earn yaar'
'More than what your materialistic and orthodox mind can imagine yaar, they earn contentment' (Leaves the passageway)
A few minutes later observes Gujarati No 1 has joined Gujarati No 2 and both have hit it off like school time bum chums.
Prayers for getting out of the plane asap.
