Yup that’s what i used to call dear dear Jag- much to his amusement and delight.
Why Sexy barracuda-he would laugh? His wife Chandra was even more amused by the title than Jag himself was. Most of his friends called him teddy bear- because he was the most lovable and huggable man
He had a dodgy image because of the erotic genre of films he explored.How did a brilliant Marwari from MIT become an erotic film maker? He had the mindset of an intellectual -conversations with him about everything under the sun never ran out of steam. I asked him about it a few times “A man has to earn a living and look after his family’ he said. But then also admitted that artisically it did inspire him-a fact that many close to him and who loved him dearly could never reconcile themselves to. ‘Men do think like that Suchitra -he would laugh ‘But’very few have the guts to admit it’
I used to tell him that i love him too much and never want to see those erotic films of his . I would rather remember him for Kamla and Bawandar and Provoked.
Infact one time a few years ago when i decided that i should be mature and open my mind to other artistic expressions i actually went to a screening of one of his erotic thrillers. Only to hastily run out in 10 mins !
Unlike most filmmakers whos ego’s precede anything and everything they have ever done or will do and feel insulted at anything that dosent pander to stroking their fragile self confidence-Jag wasnt offended at all.
He laughed at my explanation that those erotic scenes made me very uncomfortable and patted my hair and smiled. ‘Its allright’
I’ve known Jag for almost 15 years-from the days i used to hang around at his apartment in Los Angeles. In those days i used to accompany my husband on frequent trips to LA and hotel rooms were cold and lonely-so i would hang at his place and go window shopping at malls -often with his bright and beautiful daughter Smriti. Then in London where he lived a few doors away from me for about two or three years- and then back in Mumbai where we had both relocated
I remember the time i was pregnant and told him i was having a craving for mysore paak-the south indian mithai. He was in chennai-and promptly got me a truckload of it- sweet sweet man
The news of his death was a shocker -63 is no age to go. When i first got the news i refused to beleive it -hoping it was just an incorrect rumour. Jag had so much left in him, so many stories to tell so much love to share
Its what we were discussing yesterday at his condolence meeting. The man has left such good energy behind. Everyone was talking about him with a smile
I will miss his tight hugs and the warmth. And i will miss calling him and listening to his ringtone ‘Mein zindagi ka saath nibhaaata chala gaya’