Colonel Bingham was in his office, standing close to his window, with a cup of hot coffee in his right hand, staring out at the cars and pedestrians moving around and going about their daily activities. He envied them for their 'ordinary' lives sometimes. He sometimes wonders how his life would have turned out had he chosen a different career. But back then, joining the army was the trendy thing to do and there was a certain sense of pride one felt when he came home for some holidays in full uniform.
Even his parents seemed a foot or two taller when they came out to welcome him home in the presence of their neighbors. He knew how proud they were, and the constant reminders by his father to always be above board, and never to succumb to acts that would bring shame to him and his family an
