Wednesday, November 1
Outside Raahath, 19:50
We decide to eat at Raahath again tonight. It doesn’t serve alcohol which nicely removes the temptation to ask for an unnecessary beer.
I have dal fry and chicken tikka and by the time we have finished we both realise that neither of us have room for a falooda. The staff look horrified as we look suitably bashful.
We go outside to wait for Rajeev. I take a photograph of the outside of their building as tonight’s rain starts: big heavy drops that look as though they ought to make an audible plopping sound as they land.