Air India

Surinder Singh's uncle 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 .'