Rachel Strohm

190 days ago

"More than 20 years ago when I went to ask my future wife’s hand in marriage, my prospective father-in-law wasn’t very keen on the match. After deriding my choice of profession and arguing about the futility of young love, he tried to dissuade me by saying, “My daughter doesn’t know how to make a roti.” I said: “I don’t either. We should get along.”

We didn’t talk about the obvious middle-class truth: Do you know any man who knows how to make a roti? What are servants for?"

A Man and His Roti


Mr. Hanif is a novelist. A few years ago, I saw an ad on Pakistani TV that made me, and many others, cringe.