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GOOD: It is good that I collect Varalotti Rengasamy's middles.Here is one from Deccan Herald. It speaks about dress code.
Sartorial sense
By Varalotti Rengasamy
Some people are noticed for what they wear and some escape attention on account of their dress.
I was travelling in a train. When it reached a busy junction on a cool evening, I saw one of my fellow-passengers in the AC compartment walking on the platform. At first glance he resembled a tea-vendor because of his odd dress.
Another passenger carried the oddity to its logical extreme, “Hey, why don’t you bring us some tea?” The passenger was furious and used choicest expletives to reply.
The erring passenger retorted, “After all you don’t look like Hrithik Roshan or Salman Khan. And you are dressed like a tea-vendor. Tea-vendors look far better than you. So what’s the big deal?” The offended passenger was shocked into silence.
How we dress determines our personality to a great extent. Many careers have been lost due to inappropriate dressing. Many deals have been either made or spoilt because of dress sense or its absence. “The apparel oft proclaims the man”, said the Bard. And oftener still it proclaims the woman.
Once I was staying in a hotel in Kerala with my colleague. He would dress up meticulously for work. But off work he would change into a dirty dhoti and a dirtier vest. One morning he got up a little early and was standing outside our room. The person who stayed in the next room pulled him up because he could not get hot water in his room. My shabbily dressed colleague had been mistaken for a room boy.
Dress has become such a pre-occupation that many party invitations are snobbish enough to specify the dress code. One invitation said “Dress Code: Strictly Informal”. Should informality be enforced with so much strictness?
But the first prize goes to this invitation, which wanted to snub all those dress-snobs. It said in bold letters “Dress: Of Course.”
Once I accompanied my friend, who is a marketing man, to choose a new outfit for him. Rejecting a sober striped shirt which I recommended, he said, “Oh no. That will make me look like an accountant. Exactly like you.’’
After I had delivered a talk at a local college, a teacher congratulated me: ‘’You are an accountant, and yet have a sense of humour.’’
Under the English law if you accuse a man of lacking a sense of humour, you can be prosecuted for slander. And in one sweep she had defamed the entire accounting profession!
But then why did I start with the apparel and get mixed up with the sense of humour?
Simple. Sense of humour is the apparel of the soul.
I was travelling in a train. When it reached a busy junction on a cool evening, I saw one of my fellow-passengers in the AC compartment walking on the platform. At first glance he resembled a tea-vendor because of his odd dress.
Another passenger carried the oddity to its logical extreme, “Hey, why don’t you bring us some tea?” The passenger was furious and used choicest expletives to reply.
The erring passenger retorted, “After all you don’t look like Hrithik Roshan or Salman Khan. And you are dressed like a tea-vendor. Tea-vendors look far better than you. So what’s the big deal?” The offended passenger was shocked into silence.
How we dress determines our personality to a great extent. Many careers have been lost due to inappropriate dressing. Many deals have been either made or spoilt because of dress sense or its absence. “The apparel oft proclaims the man”, said the Bard. And oftener still it proclaims the woman.
Once I was staying in a hotel in Kerala with my colleague. He would dress up meticulously for work. But off work he would change into a dirty dhoti and a dirtier vest. One morning he got up a little early and was standing outside our room. The person who stayed in the next room pulled him up because he could not get hot water in his room. My shabbily dressed colleague had been mistaken for a room boy.
Dress has become such a pre-occupation that many party invitations are snobbish enough to specify the dress code. One invitation said “Dress Code: Strictly Informal”. Should informality be enforced with so much strictness?
But the first prize goes to this invitation, which wanted to snub all those dress-snobs. It said in bold letters “Dress: Of Course.”
Once I accompanied my friend, who is a marketing man, to choose a new outfit for him. Rejecting a sober striped shirt which I recommended, he said, “Oh no. That will make me look like an accountant. Exactly like you.’’
After I had delivered a talk at a local college, a teacher congratulated me: ‘’You are an accountant, and yet have a sense of humour.’’
Under the English law if you accuse a man of lacking a sense of humour, you can be prosecuted for slander. And in one sweep she had defamed the entire accounting profession!
But then why did I start with the apparel and get mixed up with the sense of humour?
Simple. Sense of humour is the apparel of the soul.
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