Walking through a long corridor Akshat stood in front of two large wooden double door and knocked on it twice. After hearing a faint come in from inside he entered into that room where a man of about forty-five years who was wearing a white kurta pajama and glasses rested on the bridge of his nose, is sitting on a chair placed behind a large wooden table placed in the middle of the room and was working on a laptop.

"Pranaam papa, how are you?" Akshat touches his feet and asked him.