this is Anwara Tandoori.
i pass it everyday
i wave to the man inside
he waves back
i’ve walked passed it most days, for 3 years now.
he never has customers
he works alone.
i occasional pop in and order a jal fraze
and a prawn puree.
we chat briefly about how slow business is.
i like him.
he is a genlte old man, but i cant help feeling how lonely he must be sat there every day waiting for orders that never come.
i once asked him to step outside to see the amusing roadworksign outside his take away
i thought it might cheer him up.
but it didn’t.