Apples and Gravity

I reached Gibraltar last Saturday evening after a continous, tiresome and considerably boring flight with no highlights except for the interactive streaming entertainment system called ICE on the Emirates flight from Dubai to London. Watching 'Chicken Little' "interactively" with lazily interspersed nap and booze breaks was great fun. Had problems with Visa stamping which got rectified as soon as a magical HR girl named Stephanie Beckett took them up with the immigration department. Stephanie is engaged to this Irish lad working for another betting company in Gibraltar and is to be betroth to the same lad in November. Their honeymoon is to take place in Phuket, Thailand, post which, they are going to spend couple of them lovey dovey days in Bangkok on their way back to Gibraltar. I know you don't give a rat's ass about all this stuff and normally, I wouldn't have too but, she is a wonderful girl - she speaks very freely and bears a wonderful spirit about her. Okie! Dokie! enuf talk about one English girl. Since I have been here the last time there have been lotsa changes to our office. The good old board room which used to sport a great coffee machine and very sumptuous cookies is all gone. The are signs of expansion all over the place, lots of new faces in the office and even a larger bunch of people over from the Indian office. Most of the people over from India are put up in apartments close to office. Heck, what's 'close' in Gibraltar?! I mean the whole country is hardly the size of 10 city blocks. Anyways, half of us are located in an apartment complex right across the street from office. So there is a lots of company, be it for some collaborative cooking or just a bachelor(&//forced bachelor) hang out.

A meagre breakfast lead to a slightly delayed lunch for which about 6 of us "guys" were assembled. Having subdued our gastronomic urges with a south indian meal of Alu curry, Sambar and rice we adorned the futon with our respective bums of varied sizes for what one can call a fairly "what if?" discussion.

What if Archimedes hadn't taken that bath? What if the apple hadn't hit Newton? What if it were a coconut tree and not an Apple tree?

Best of all, what if the apple/cocunut (you need to be an adult to be able to appreciate the humor and irony in this) had hit Newton in the nuts instead of the head?

I personally think that in the former case (in case of an Apple) he would have still ended up discovering gravity and formulated the laws of gravity but, not before enduring some excruciating pain. Had it been a coconut, the laws of gravity would have remained undiscovered or we would have known an anatomically incomplete Newton today :).

/PhaKuDi