VISION Research Center, Mumbai.
Anant was sitting in his office chair and reading a document carefully.
Anant's assistant knocked on the door, breaking the peace in his chamber which was filled with expensive and rare books, files, and experimental equipment. Anant looked up at him from above his eyeglasses.
"Sir, your son wants to see you." His assistant informed him.
"I have so many sons, Lalit. Which son are you talking about?" Anant replied while putting back the document in his hand.
His assistant named Lalit was a man in his post-twenties and still unmarried. He blushed a little and turned to look behind him. "It's Dr. Rahul." He replied to Anant and stepped aside to let Rahul enter.
Anant furrowed his brows when he saw Rahul entering through the door. "Rahul?"
"Paa..." Rahul greeted Anant lightly with a slight smile on his face and gave a nod to Lalit.