The warm glow of the chandelier cast soft shadows over the dinner table as the four of them sat down together, Omar, Aisha, Nadia, and Haider. The soft clinking of cutlery and the aroma of freshly cooked biryani filled the dining room. Laughter bubbled around the table as Nadia recounted a memory of Haider trying to make rotis for the first time and ending up with something that looked like a torn map of India.

"That was not a roti," Nadia said between fits of laughter, "that was a crime against wheat!"