I used to take lunch at a Karwan Bazar (Bangladesh) restaurant regularly. It was in a corporate area. Most of its customers were working men. Every noon, I used to take the underground path (it's not available now) to cross a big, busy road and go to that restaurant. Every day, I used to order something new from their menu. I changed my menu every noon so that I wouldn't get bored. At home, I do the same. Every time I try to cook something I haven't eaten very recently.
In this way, I tried different foods every noon. I noticed in their menu that they didn't mention how many people can eat from one order. One day, I ordered fish. They gave me fish curry, which is enough for 4 or 5 people. It became impossible for me to eat it all. I don't like wasting food, but I had to leave some on the table that day. I became very annoyed with the food server; at least he could have told me that the portion would be large. He watched me every day eating alone. I couldn't take food with me because I wasn't going home; the place I was going to doesn't have a refrigerator.
One day, I called a friend for a meeting at that restaurant. The restaurant staff became very curious because they had never seen me with anyone. Anyway, I paid the bill because I asked him to come and discuss buying a cellphone. Back then, I bought my first cellphone from Citicell. My friend helped me financially, and I later repaid him. He is a very good friend of mine. Now he lives in Australia with his family. Sometimes we talk on Facebook.
The restaurant was located at the Karwan Bazaar intersection. In the middle of the road, there was a SAARC sculpture with a water fountain. I don't remember the name of the restaurant.
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