Just last
evening, my daughter returned from her school re-union celebrations. Apart from
many changes she said she noticed in the school, the most prominent was that
the school had introduced uniforms for students.
That set me
thinking. Uniforms, probably originally came into being through the military
route. Obviously, the purpose behind the same must have been a combination of
providing a unique identity to the troupes and standardizing the war attire
that was geared (pun intended!) for convenience. However, another
factor—perhaps more important, could have been to inculcate ‘pride’ amongst
soldiers, by symbolizing uniform as an expression of profound loyalty.
I don’t even
know if my imagination above will stand any historical scrutiny. But, it at
least sounds plausible to me.
Uniforms,
over a period of time, seeped into many other spheres of the society. And they
took different names and forms as they evolved.
A formal
party invite invariably specifies a dress-code—a black tie and an evening gown,
or in a typical north Indian wedding, male folk wearing a particular type of
turban to signify their close relationship with either the bride or the groom
family. To me, even these are the examples of uniforms. Of course, here the
purpose of wearing them is a little different.
School
uniforms are another genre of uniforms. I remember, as a child, I used to get
absolutely bored with wearing the same clothes to school every day, which led
me to question its importance. What my aunt explained to me then, left a
significant impact on me — to the extent that I virtually stopped questioning
the validity of uniforms. She said, “Schools have students drawn from many
economic classes of the society (which was actually the case, when we went to
school) and uniforms are designed to break these class barriers and bring all
students to one ‘uniform’ level. Absence of the same, will lead to affluent
students flaunting their riches — creating an unwelcome inequality among
students.”
My respect
for uniforms has its roots in the rationale provided by my aunt, especially
because she did it at a time when my rebellious thoughts on any subject could
be countered by only a logical (I decided if it was logical or otherwise!)
explanation. Today, when I look back, it wasn’t logic alone. If the emotion
behind her explanation had not reached me, no amount of plain logic would have
convinced me. I must add that I was from a (relatively) higher economic class
throughout my school years and proudly wore my school uniform. Here I want to make a confession: Although I
wore the mandated colors, the fabric quality I eventually started wearing was
significantly of the higher order. In fact I met a school friend after a good
three and a half decades, who remembered how the quality of fabric I wore stood
out. I feel bad about it today, especially when I had readily bought into my
aunt’s logic and yet went ahead and carried my,( so called) class, shamelessly.
Just so that I’m not too harsh on myself, I probably wasn’t even conscious of
the fact that I was flouting my aunt’s guidance.
My next
encounter with uniforms started much later, when I became a part of the
corporate community. I came across many organizations where everyone from a
Managing Director to a lay workman wore same / similar uniforms. And again, I,
in my hearts, started to admire them for their efforts in creating class - free
workplace cultures. Even here I later realized that my naivety prevailed.
7 comments:
Very nice:) liked the thought of class free work culture.
Thanks Archana...I appreciate your response...Cheers
Thanks Ritesh...insightful comments..cheers...Abhay
Prriti Narain wrote:
Hi Abhay just browsed through some of your blogs...uniform in soceity and another one on power wielded through controlling someone's "destiny". Must confess love your style of writing , the honesty coupled with the experience establishes a connect. I do remember how you would so easily see a logical thread between various seemingly unrelated events at work too... great learning for a beginner like me (then)
thanks for sharing your blogs:)
Prriti
My response:
Thanks for your comment, Prriti....
Cheers...Abhay
Prriti Narain wrote:
Hi Abhay just browsed through some of your blogs...uniform in soceity and another one on power wielded through controlling someone's "destiny". Must confess love your style of writing , the honesty coupled with the experience establishes a connect. I do remember how you would so easily see a logical thread between various seemingly unrelated events at work too... great learning for a beginner like me (then)
thanks for sharing your blogs:)
Prriti
My response:
Thanks for your comment, Prriti....
Cheers...Abhay
NO MATTER WHO RICH / HANDSOME / BEAUTIFUL / SMART / FAST- WE ALWAYS COMPARE OURSELVES WITH THE PEOPLE WHO SEEM BETTER OFF THAN US IN SOME WAY OR THE OTHER AND TEND TO FEEL SAD UNLESS TAKEN IN THE RIGHT SPIRIT. VERY RARELY WOULD SOMEONE COMPARE THEMSELVES WITH PEOPLE LESS LUCKY IN SOME ASPECT AND FEEL BLESSED ABOUT HAVING BETTER. WHILE I SUPPORT UNIFORMS IN GROUPS LIKE SOLDIERS -WHERE IT HAS A DIFFERENT PURPOSE I HIGHLY DISAGREE IN PLACES LIKE OFFICES OR EVEN SCHOOLS. INEQUALITY IS A FACT AND RATHER THAN FORCEFULLY EQUALISING PEOPLE - IT SHOULD BE USED AS A MOTIVATING FACTOR. HOW BORING WOULD A WORLD BE WHERE EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE IS EXACTLY THE SAME. iNEqUalItY ADDS SPICE TO LIFE ;-) CHEERS ;-)
Very well put! The rationale for the School uniform is spot on. That reminds me of the experience narrated by a friend. His father was a doctor in Pune and his uniform used to be well ironed at home. He used to feel terribly uncomfortable wearing the ironed clothes. He then learnt a perfect trick. On the way to school, he used to crumple his clothes by rolling on the ground and such things and then comfortably step in the school!
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