Jagmohan "Jag" Mundhra (29 October 1948 – 4 September 2011) was an Indian filmmaker best known for his early career as an American exploitation film writer-director and his later career as maker of such issue-oriented films as Bawandar and Provoked.
Mundhra was born at Nagpur, and grew up in a Marwari locality in Calcutta, in a conservative family where films were frowned upon. He nevertheless nurtured a secret ambition to become a filmmaker. His childhood as of other Indians of his generation, was a tough one, counting pennies for the tram that rode to the other, affluent side of the city, and withstanding his family's strict traditions.
Says Mundhra, "The family was very conservative and my grand mother was very strict and we were allowed to see maybe a couple of films a year and that too of the Har Har Mahadev variety. As a child I never saw myself as a young Marwari boy but a lot beyond that. In those days, the word global citizen was not there, but inside I felt like one".
Jagmohan was born on September 25, 1927, in the railway colony of Cheecho Ki Malian (West Pakistan), known by the mononym Jagmohan, is a retired civil servant, former Lieutenant Governor Delhi, Goa, Governor Jammu & Kashmir.
Jagmohan's father was posted as track engineer in the Indian Railways. From time to time, the family moved to other stations and lived in various railway colonies. At that time, the national movement for freedom was gaining ground. But it was soon overtaken by the divisive fall-outs of the 'two nation' theory due to British strategy of 'divide and rule' . All this led to the partition of the country, communal riots and killings and also a large scale migration of population across the dividing line.
Jagmohan himself escaped death by a whisker. In one of his recent books, he recalled the horrible event that he encountered in the night intervening August 14 and 15, 1947: " I stood on the roof of our house in Hafizabad (now in Pakistan) where I got stranded due to the sudden eruption of violent disturbances. I saw the outer portion of the town burning furiously. Huge flames leaped straight towards the dark and cloudy sky. Even the air, frozen by fear, stood still. Thousands perished – speared, shot or burnt. These communal events may have something to do with me deciding to drop using my surname."