Thursday 1 August 2013

Kya Pehenti Tu?

In the afternoon today I was looking through a few old school trip pictures of 5th and 6th grade and I happen to come across a picture with me in a weird dance pose wearing florescent green shorts and a white T shirt. In 'hera pheri' style I could hear my friends laughing in the background just as they did on the day that photo was taken, at my green shorts. I remember going so red that I looked like a human Italian flag, Red face-White T shirt-Green shorts, hippie version.

Fast forward a few hours, while browsing Facebook I see on my news feed, pictures of few drunk school juniors posing together. Then I notice (it actually catches my eye!) a guy wearing similar colored green pants and a white shirt and it really didn't look like he was being made fun of for that ( You can tell because he wasn't hiding behind the rest of them, he was flashing the colours!). Now I arrive at two possible conclusions, either I was too fast for fashion, or fashion was too slow. Both ways, if someone saw that picture they would still wear shades and laugh, if you know what I mean.

So here is my question (and no this is not news hour on Times Now, India doesn't need answers to this, so don't yell at me please!), how subjective is fashion? What do you wear when?
Lets not talk about Paris and Milan fashion shows, everyone does that. Lets not even talk about dressing up for occasions, cause lets face it, I cant wear a Lungi to a church wedding, Jodhpuris to play chess or a grand sherwani to a funeral, few things we cant change.
Lets talk about daily, normal, no-workshop-uniform, college dressing.
 Really, Kya Pehenti Tu?

My mom tells me I have a very old man style of dressing cause I like going safe. She tells me I should experiment more with colours, like purples and pinks and yellows. As much as I don't mind dressing to match an endangered Pokemon species inside my room, I know if I wore purple and pink to college (especially in a mechanical all boys classroom) they'll make me dance like a Japanese school girl or some weird Korean singer on a horse.

My point is, if I may put it in scientific terms, that the your capacity to grow a pair and wear purple and pink to college is directly proportional to the capacity of your friends to control their urge to say ''BRO!!'' with watery eyes and not reach for their shades. Now if I were to make fun of the green pants junior like my classmates did to me years ago, they would call me uncle and walk away. Under dressing, Over dressing, Colourful dressing, monochrome dressing, any kind of dressing, doesn't depend on you, depends on who you're dressing for!
Like Homer Simpson would say to Marge "I'm not popular enough to make a fashion statement"

So what is acceptable as safe, average college dressing? The girls would pick up anything from Commercial street to Chemistry, somewhat mix and match and look presentable (except on bad hair days of course). The guys, would have to, and when I say have to I mean 'wash-hands-after-everything' have to, somehow show off a brand somewhere. Whether you buy it at the showroom, factory outlet, some city bazaar export surplus shop or from Bangladesh (a certain panda senior would agree), it has to have a some brand written somewhere!

Here is the twist, no matter who says, '' Bro,I'm dressing for myself, In what I'm comfortable wearing.'' He or she is always dressing for someone else to notice them. Usually its the member of the opposite sex, exceptional cases however, do exist, in classrooms like ours. So, like our taste in music, TV shows and actors, our dressing to is a consequence of what other people think, at least to an extent (how high the percentage of influence is depends on how well you can defend your flashiness and wear something even better the next day, conditions apply* obviously.)

Just a closing thought, I wonder why women who drool over men-in-uniform never have their eye balls pop out on seeing  traffic hawaldars or mech boys in workshop uniforms!



Disclaimer: The above stated viewpoint is a consequence of a combination of the author's experience, social akwardness levels and how well he knows his friends. If you agree with the stated opinion then nod and enjoy if you don't then the next time you meet the author please dress up in pink and purple and your point shall be proven. Thank you.