Kovil Restaurant ...

At the end of every semester at Pilani, we would pile into a Haryana Transportation buses from Pilani, bound for New Delhi's Railway Station. Our train to Chennai would usually be at 10 PM in the night, and we would invariably roam around Connaught Place between 6 and 9 PM.

Being the end of the semester, I would never have more than fifty rupees ... During other times in the semester, I would maybe have one hundred :-) And without fail, everytime, me and my friends would land up in front of a restaurant called Kovil, a South Indian restaurant. We would look at it, hungrily, knowing that our fifty rupees would not even cover half the price of a soup.

I never went in there.
I want to. Its this unfulfilled desire in my mind, to go in there and eat ... One day ...