In Karachi's pouring rain, a girl and boy find themselves in an intimate dance, a mujra. She's a vision, her wet sari hugging her form, her eyes inviting. He's drawn to her, his hands exploring her wet skin, tracing the curve of her waist, the swell of her breasts. The rain pours, their bodies press together, the dance turning into a passionate embrace, a wet, Pakistani rendezvous.