I just watched Jongli…
And I don’t know how to explain this — I’m still crying.
The ending hit me like a storm I wasn’t ready for.
“Pakhi”…
What a beautiful soul this character was! So raw, so pure, so full of life.
I felt connected to her.
But the way she was taken away…
It tore my heart into pieces.
I didn’t expect it. I wasn’t prepared.
It hurt. Truly.
Jongli isn’t just a film.
It’s a feeling. A wild, painful, beautiful journey that digs deep inside you.
Even after the screen went black, my heart stayed there… with Pakhi.
If you haven’t watched it yet — please do.
Let it speak to the corners of your heart you don’t usually visit.
I watched Jongli, but somehow I lost myself… somewhere with Pakhi.