Hotel Varun Restaurant & Bar

Down here in Kasarwadi 485/5, things usually start picking up once the sun goes down. We spend the afternoon getting the tables wiped and making sure the bar is stocked for the evening crowd. A lot of people come in after they finish their shifts at the local shops or factories. You can hear the television murmuring in the corner and the sound of ice being poured into glasses. The kitchen is small, so when it gets busy, you can really smell the frying onions and the spices throughout the whole room. We have some old wooden chairs that creak a bit when you sit down, and the floor has a few stains that just will not come out no matter how much we scrub. It is a simple place where people can sit for a while and talk over a drink. We do not have anything fancy on the walls, just a few old calendars and the menu board. Sometimes the delivery truck comes late and we have to scramble to get everything organized before the first customer walks in. The staff has been here a long time, so we all know where everything is kept. By midnight, we are usually pretty tired and ready to lock up. We just sweep the floor, count the bottles, and turn off the sign. It is a steady rhythm that we have been following for years now.