Saleem slaps dough between his palms. Quickly the ball flattens and grows longer. Automatically he slaps the thin naan (bread) to the side wall inside his tandoor oven.
Saleem works on the street. He uses his bare hands to knead the dough, slap it into shape, and attach it in the oven. Soon he removes the steaming bread and serves me. His last name, Nanbai, tells me he comes from a community where fathers teach their young sons how to make naan. Likely, he will spend his life making naan, for he is a master at his craft. All countries in the sub-continent thrive on naan.
I comment, "Saleem, you are Muslim. Yet the Hindus accept you." He replies, "Sir, yes. I am Muslim. But my bread does not know the difference between Muslim and Hindu. We practice our faith in this Hindu country. As long as we do not cause problems for the Hindus, they allow us our religion."

The Nanbai form a tiny community in Nepal. Most of their people group lives in Pakistan or India. Muslim Nanbais are even rarer, for their people are mostly Hindu.

* Pray that Bibles, Christian literature, and gospel recordings will find their way to Saleem and his fellow Nanbai bread makers.
* Pray that the Bread of Life, Jesus, will reveal himself to this isolated group.