From Tee to a Shirt

During high school, my dressing style was peculiar. Tee-shirts were my favorites. I usually wore the ones that nearly came to my knees and a baggy pant to aid that. I felt comfortable. It was loose and did not anyway choke my movement.

I was freak. I had brain that was used but to its minimum capacity. All I wanted was to spend my time at Basketball court and have never ending fun. I was so into music, specially into hiphop culture and actually I wanted to be one of them.

But no matter how haudey (ignorant) I was, during my time in tee, when I was around 19 or 20 I thought 25 to be the age that I would accomplish something of meaning. I heard that till 25, the height of male continues to grow and still hoped that I would reach 6’. I hoped by that age, I would have made some contribution to music industry but could not, except by listening them. I thought I would be so matured that by age 27 I would agreeably without any hesitation would marry. The twent-tee version of me visualized a much stabilized 25 of me, a great personality, famous and financially independent. 

Everything doesn’t go as imagined or thought of. I did not reach 6’, just in between 5’7” and 5’8”. Though still passionate in music, I am not into hiphop as I was. The reason might be the recent bullshits that’s released. Right now as well, I occasionally listen to few selected that I dried my voice in and now I am more into Coldplay, Passenger, Hozier type of thing (alternative rock). Thinking of the way I dressed makes me think what was I thinking? 

I had no any intention of becoming a person that I am today in Shirt. I have a decent job for now, offers a lot to travel, but that’s not what I have imagined for rest of my life. I realized working 9-5, I will never be financially independent and until I become so, marriage is a far-event for me and reaching 25 already, I am nowhere near in position to achieve this.

I wear Shirts

Life cannot be figured and I guess that’s the beauty of it. They say, death is the only certain thing but when, is again uncertain. The 5 year back, tee version of me had never thought of the person that I’ve become. Earthquake and then new home; Heartbreak and then ;) , job in rural road sector for a guy who specialized in hydropower, reaching to places like Mugu and Humla who hardly went out of the Kathmandu valley; all were surprises and these has let me witness that life is indeed a roller coaster.

As I was saying, now, I wear shirts. I have changed drastically, physically and mentally. I have a moustache and a beard. I have grown bigger and stronger (thnx to gym). Compared to before, my mind has toughened. It has been enriched with great experiences and learning. It has now new dreams and hopes, but still are crazy like the tee versions. I know that these dreams just like the previous ones might not turn into reality but I will chase them and on the way I might choose another path; another path doesn’t necessarily have to be any less rewarding.  Though I was nowhere close to tee-version dream of mine but honestly, deep-down I am happy with what I have and become. 

I am sure to this date, you too have confronted with many adversities and beautiful moments. We have realized that each of it counts.  Every life (phase) is a story to tell. I’ll see what my next 5 year would bring to me and then, maybe after reaching 30 I’d write, From Shirt to a Coat. LOL.

P.S: I still wear tee, but not the baggy ones.