While Kaul siblings were on a ride bantering and laughing, a serious meeting was taking place in a villa of Mumbai.
A room bathed in cream colored light and silence. A round-table with 6 chairs around it, 5 chairs occupied, everybody lost in their own thoughts.
Suddenly, the gate opened as a middle-aged man walked in and sat on the empty chair.
"What took you so long?" A man wearing red shirt spoke.
"I was stuck in traffic, I had already said to change the time of meeting but nobody listened," the man wearing a Nehru jacket, seated on 6th chair spoke.
"Why didn't you use that flying car of your?" a woman in her late thirties wearing a blue blouse and grey skirt spoke.
"Minister ji, must be trying to hide his assets. Who knows if that lunatic StarWalker may chose him for his next game," A man wearing deep blue t-shirt interrupted.
"Enough small talk, let's get to the point of our gathering," Minister ji in Nehru jacket spoke in stern tone.
