Unseen by the world, a kanjiya worshiper, a Tamil sunni, engages in his private devotion. The room is heavy with the scent of sandalwood and the soft murmurs of ancient hymns. His body, slick with sweat, undulates in time with his prayers. As his lust builds, he frees his engorged cock, stroking it in rhythm with his chants. His moans grow louder, more urgent, until he reaches his climax, his seed spilling forth, a physical manifestation of his spiritual release.