"Hey, there are coconuts up there."
"You want me to pick some?"
He stood on my shoulders and got two of the closest from that tree.
I didn't have a machete and was only carrying a small kirpan, so I threw the coconut against a rock. It wasn't ripe, but I could still drink the "agua de coco" (coconut water).
Did anybody notice the sunset behind Hari Singh Ji in the above picture?
I think Hari Singh Ji is trying to open the other coconut.