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*Three men are sitting stiffly side by side on a long commercial Air India
flight.*
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*After they are airborne and the plane has leveled off, the man in the
window seat abruptly says, distinctly and confidently, in a low voice,
"General, Infantry, retired. Married, two sons, both surgeons."*
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*After a few minutes, the man in the aisle seat states through a tight
lipped smile, "General, Armoured Corps, retired. Married, two sons, both
judges."*
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*After some thought, the fellow in the center seat decides to introduce
himself. With a twinkle in his eye, he proclaims, "Subedar Major,
Artillery, retired. Never married, two sons, both Generals."*
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