You’re watching a movie. Suddenly on the screens, the lights go off, the music starts thumping, and you can pretty much feel the intoxication seeping into the air. The hero and heroine vanish and centre stage takes a female actor with an hourglass figure or their male counterpart, who is shirtless and flaunting his bulging muscles and six-pack abs. It’s as if these people walked out of your dreams and once you’re done watching it, you’ll have to invariably wake up the dull hero and heroine with their regular boy-meets-girl, dishum dishum and I love you-laden story.