Travelling with her American boyfriend, she gave him my second novel Duty Free as a useful guide to the lives and loves of desi society. He neglected to mention whether he deemed my book culpable but, for the record, he did not offer me that column. The relationship, he wrote, had ended soon after. In fact, when his Australian girlfriend had asked him to recommend a book to help her understand Pakistani society better, he’d handed her my comic satire, The Diary of a Social Butterfly. He replied promptly saying that while we hadn’t met, he was well acquainted with my work. A while ago I emailed a Pakistani news editor, introducing myself and pitching a column.
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