Amidst the bustling streets of Delhi, a brother's thoughts turn to his sister, her laughter echoing in his mind, her body haunting his dreams. One evening, he finds her alone, her eyes reflecting a similar longing. He takes her hand, leading her to her bedroom, their hearts racing. They undress each other, their breaths synchronizing as their bodies press together. He kneels before her, his tongue exploring her wetness, her fingers tangling in his hair. She returns the favor, her lips stretching around his hardness. As they come together, their cries of pleasure mingle with the distant calls to prayer, their incestuous union a prayer of its own, whispered in the language of flesh.