The plot is thin, the music ordinary and everyone hams. But potboiler king Swapan Saha has still managed to throw in enough popular ingredients to whip up a screaming, clapping frenzy among the female members of a packed Bijoli balcony on Sunday afternoon.

The story begins with Dipankar De, a marriage registrar, stopping a girl from marrying a thug only to invite death threats and harassment from a gang of goons. Enter good son Surya (Jeet, of course) who invariably arrives in the nick of time to keep the baddies at bay. Surya is an athlete who lives with his father, mother and sister, sings, dances and drinks with his friends, and bashes up baddies at regular intervals.

Subrat Dutta is bad man Indranath who lives in Siliguri and terrorises north Bengal. The mistress of evil ceremonies is Anamika Saha; she is his scheming and diabolical mother Mahamaya Devi. Newcomer Varsha is a carefree young girl in Siliguri, called Sumi, who catches Subrat’s eye and promptly runs into Jeet’s arms. Jeet, who is in north Bengal for an athletics meet, takes her back to Calcutta.

Despite the archaic plot, the film remains a can-watch if you can battle the bouts of melodrama. The outdoor shots at City Centre, Swabhumi and in Siliguri are a relief. Subrat is adequate as the villain. Debutante Varsha is okay, when not in panic-attack mode. Dipankar De is the voice of reason. But the film belongs to Jeet, flitting between droopy-eyed lover and angry young man.

P.S: Don’t miss the recurring graphic illustration of Jeet’s fury in the form of swelling blood veins on his wrist that triggers an inevitable shower of rain!