The environment is a dilapidated haveli. A 40-year-old Pakistani man stands in a dimly lit room, at the doorway with a serious expression and suppressed smile, wearing black framed clear glasses. He gestures with his hands and talks to a crowd outside. Many people stand at the door, looking at him. Inside, people in black work, setting a table with covered items and a basket in the corner, amidst a smoky atmosphere with burning incense.