Now known as Dwarka, this little extension of the Delhi city was earlier known as Pappankalan, a part of the territory of the then Mughal oppressors, the Dahiyas. It is said that the leader defeated the reigning king of Delhi by forcing him to a refuge in the forest. I happened to be in modern-time Dwarka sub-city the other day because of a casual meet with a close friend. The time of the day and the grumbling our stomachs made us enter this funny-looking restaurant in a far-away sector of the sub-city. I say funny-looking because for one, it had no name and secondly for its odd appearance. It looked pretty ancient from outside but through a small window on the door, we could see a world so different, so amusing. As we entered, we were greeted by a clown, this one too small for his costume. He dragged his clothes and himself in front of us, leading us to the table. We did not get menu cards. What we got was a pad and a pencil and a grumpy old man for a waiter. He told us we ...