Uncle Zahir smiled warmly while shaking Darian's hand firmly. "Yes, that's right, Darian. It's been a long time since we last met. I'm doing well. And how about you?"

Darian nodded, trying to hide his anxiety behind his smile. "I'm doing fine, Om. Can I help you with something?"

Uncle Zahir shifted his gaze for a moment towards David, who was standing next to Darian. "Can we talk in private?"

Darian and David exchanged a brief look before Darian nodded. "Sure, we can talk in the private room."

Uncle Zahir followed Darian to a private room, away from the prying eyes and ears. As they sat down, Uncle Zahir began,...