
Lucky Stiff in Seat 11A: Air India Crash Survivor Now Worshiped as Chicken God

The world, in its infinite wisdom and spectacular indifference, has given us yet another reason to lose faith in the cosmic lottery: Vishwashkumar Ramesh, who, by sheer blind luck or divine intervention, survived a plane crash that turned the rest of his flight into a buffet for the worms. It seems the universe plays favorites, and Mr. Ramesh must've bought his ticket with a divine discount.
Now, let's not get too misty-eyed over this miracle of modern survival. Vishwashkumar, or as we're dubbing him, "The Chicken God," didn't just walk away from a fiery disaster; he's now being deified by locals who've seen enough to know that when the going gets weird, the weird turn pro. Chickens, goats, and probably a couple of misguided tourists are now being offered in his honor, because why not? If you're going to survive a plane crash, might as well cash in on some divine status.
The irony, of course, is as thick as the smog over Delhi. While the world burns, collapses, and generally behaves like a toddler with a loaded gun, here's Vishwashkumar, living proof that some folks just can't be killed, no matter how many gods they've pissed off. So, let's all tip our hats to him, the man who inadvertently became a deity because his seat cushion doubled as a floatation device and a divine shield. If only we could all be so lucky.