Humour at 35,000 Feet

Indian Airlines is not particularly known for their expertise at entertaining their passengers, but this time...

It was time for the much awaited refreshments. Printed on the aluminium foil, in boldface and bright green letters was

VEGETARIAN
HIGH TEA

Noticing that my guffawing had caused a slight throbbing in the temples of the passenger seated next to me, I reduced it to a snicker.

For those of you who are still wondering what I found so funny, click here

Caught Napping

The scene is your usual summer afternoon ManTech class. Just how anyone can ramble away on the best possible angle for the tool during a turning operation, for fifty minutes, when he is greeted by a sea of sleepy faces, is beyond me. While most of my classmates are cursing themselves for not bringing pillows along, I'm keeping myself entertained by observing the different spatial configurations a body can take when exposed to soporific stimuli.

Over the four months I underwent the course, I made some very interesting observations.

• The most common one was the expected hands folded on the table, head cradled between them.
• The rarest one has to be TI's. He just takes up any posture as long as its humanly possible, and each one seems more impossible than the previous one.
  
• The most outrageous of them all? Uss, hands down. Chin propped on elbows, head inexplicably following the prof's every move, face stoic, yet in deep sleep. With appropriate artwork on his eyelids, you'd think he's wide awake and all ears.

Though not ManTech, not mentioning Frame's little incident in Mr R's class would be blasphemous.

Our man is sitting in the very first bench and has crashed himself into oblivion. Just picture the rude shock he would have got when he is awakened with the following:

Waat ees thees gentilman! sleeping een the first bench! Go drown yuwar face and come!
-Mr R

The unnecessary emphasis on 'the' is not mine.

Frame has ever since developed a mysterious dislike for the first bench.

The Initio

This being my first post, I'll keep it short. (Adding the 'sweet' bit borders dangerously on corniness)

So here it goes! And all that jazz.

Hi, I'm Aditya, and I was feeling excessively creative about fifteen minutes ago. A few minutes of mucking around with templates and other such paraphernalia enabled me to put that to use.

Now wait a minute.

If you are getting the idea that this blog is some spur of the moment thing, as Jeremy Clarkson often puts it,

You'd be wrong. Very wrong.

Now it goes without saying that there'd be good posts and not so good ones, allthough statistically things ought to even out. But then again,

There are three types of lies in this world. Lies, Damn lies and statistics.
-Benjamin Disraeli

As to why it took me so long to jump on to the blog bandwagon, a wise man self referentially once said:

It always takes longer than you expect, even when you take into account Hofstadter's law.

As you must have guessed by now, the wise man in question is Douglas Hofstadter.

Do keep visiting now and then!