I’m sitting in seat 36G on Jet Flight to Delhi. It’s 8am so we are all served breakfast – nice and hot. There is veggies, sweet and continental mein bun and butter. The bun is packed in plastic and completely sealed to keep it fresh. I’m really hungry and start eating and so is the person next to me in 36F
The person in front of us on 35H across the aisle – smartly dressed – also started having his breakfast.
He picked up the bun – remember it was nicely packed and sealed in plastic.
He tried to gently tear the plastic. Couldn’t. Then he tried the other side and tried tear it like we tear a paper. He couldn’t. Turned it again and tried to put more pressure. Couldn’t. He moved it around and tried atleast 4-5 angles. The package just wouldn’t open up. By this time I was smiling and controlling not to laugh. The person next to me 36 F glanced at me gave me a big smile because he was also looking at the struggling young Hungry man desparately trying to break open the plastic to eat the fresh bun ! We both started watching this guy again with a big grin and anxiety “saala yeh khol paega ki nahi”
Back to this guy Mr. 35 H .Then he tried to open plastic holding both sides and pulled in opposite direction with full force. It didn’t open! Now he is really frustrated trying again tear that cover from side ways… he couldn’t. By now I’m about to burst laughing. He then comes with a novel idea. He picks up the plastic knife and tries to puncture the plastic ! It doesn’t. Then he picks up the fork and pushes with great force… Yay! This time it makes hole but still can’t open as he was not able to put the finger into it to tear it. I could see he was hungry and wanted to have the fresh bread!. Then he inserts the fork again makes the hole bigger. Then he picks up the knife and opens the plastic! Phew! – was the expression on his face and mine too ! Relieved he looks around hoping no one has seen his struggle! He is now able to completely unpack and about to have his first bite… the person sitting next to me Mr 36F bursts into laughter and starts clapping! Hahahaha.. and says congratulations man! ( I’m not kidding ) Unable to control my laughter I try to look at the ceiling. Mr. 35H looks back totally embarrassed. I thought about ye frustu gaali dega …. but instead gives a sheepish grin! And then burst into laughter saying the Fucking packaging! What a relief.. I didn’t have to hold back my laughter.. ( its tougher than controlling a fart in public!) … then all of us started laughing!
Little later he had to open the powder milk! He looked back at me smiling. Then kept it aside and had black coffee! No Opening business! Hahahaha
What a start to the day!
Good morning !