A young Mahajan girl, barely out of her teens, stands defiantly in the dimly lit room. It's 2010, and she's ready to shed her innocence, to embrace her burgeoning sexuality. She's dressed in a simple white salwar kameez, but her intentions are far from pure. She starts to dance, her movements slow and deliberate, her eyes locked onto an unseen partner. She runs her fingers through her long, dark hair, letting it cascade down her back. She reaches up, her fingers tracing the neckline of her kameez, slowly pulling it down, revealing her smooth, untouched skin, and hinting at the treasures hidden beneath.