I didn’t expect this from an army personal, rather two, making the same mistake at the same spot, same time. Well, what coordination! Luckily, there was no vehicle passing by, otherwise the so called coordination might have turned into cremation.
I live in a quiet little town called Shimla in the foothills of Himlayas. The food is frozen, the beer is chilled, wine is divine and the living is a cakewalk.