Film Review: Joggers Park

“…it’s a falling in love, and falling itself is a negative concept…..”

Joggers Park is a 2003 Indian cinema release and is the second time I have seen this movie.  The movie tracks a married retired judge, Justice Chatterjee played by Victor Banerjee  and his infatuation with a young women called Jenny, played by Perizaad Zorabian. It also draws a nice parallel with Chatterjee’s teenage grand-daughter, whose love life slowly progresses downwards while his moves upwards.  While she thinks her life is ending because of her whirl-wind love life, its ironic that My Chatterjee feels his life has only just began. 

A majority of the movie moves at a nice steady pace however Jenny is like a constant wind, happy yet troubled, fast, active, injecting colour and vigour to everyone she comes into contact.  Jenny and Mr Chatterjee’s meeting occurs at Joggers Park, a place where people jog.  You can be mistaken to think that Jenny herself leads Mr Chatterjee on, however later in the movie she does admit to her using him because of his position.

His feelings are very apparent however throughout the movie one is never sure how Jenny feels – is her love more out of respect because Mr Chatterjee is not like her previous boyfriends? 

When the situation comes at a cross-roads, he has to make a decision, does he follow his heart or ignore his feelings and live by the very words and honour that he instructs others.

The movie has a lovely soundtrack which consistently plays in the background and is a fantastic tribute to the movie, the plot and more importantly the unfolding emotions, sung by the great Adnan Sami.

My ArT – Time Slave

My Series on LIFE – Can I Survive the Early Journey?

The previous two articles under the My Series on LIFE can be found <here>

Preamble  – I was asking two simple questions, Why Am I Here? | What is my purpose in life?

I was but a twinkle in my mother’s eye, a twinkle which now became a reality.  The process of birth had began, however, it would take some nine months, 3/4 of a year, for me to emerge.  If there was a reason, a force, which enabled this women to be on the cusp of motherhood, then something of equal proportion would need to keep me safe throughout this journey. 

I once heard someone describing a woman’s body to that of a ball of fire, and how a child growing inside her womb remains protected, safely tucked away, and that the child is emersed in the total thought of God, for this is the reason a child cries on entering the world because of that bond that is broken.  (Appreciate there is a scientific view on this and that not all children cry at the time of birth). 

Consider this, I, like yourself, have been exceptionally fortunate to make it through those nine months, to arrive at the doorstep of World, to those so many who never made it, drawing their last breath within the womb. My arrival would start a new leg of the journey, however my path is still unclear – but…..I guess I was meant to be here

Next post, titled “My Being Here” coming soon.