The Narratives – Mohamed Miah

When I was younger, I used to obsess over first impressions. It felt like everything hinged on the right look—the perfect outfit, pristine shoes, and just the right accessories to tie it all together. I wanted people to see someone polished, professional, and well put-together. It wasn’t just about appearance; it was about creating an image that said, “I have it all figured out.”

But the older I get, the more I realise how unnecessary that was. First impressions aren’t about the clothes you wear or the brand of watch on your wrist. They’re about the energy you bring into a room, the way you treat people, and the authenticity you radiate.

Now, I approach things differently. I’d much rather let my personality shine through than hide behind the mask of consumerism. I’d rather listen than speak, and when I do speak, I want my words to carry value. I want to be someone who supports, who understands, and who shares advice drawn from my own experiences. These days, kindness, generosity, and respect are my armour, not the latest pair of trainers or a designer coat.

It’s freeing, really, to stop worrying about how others might judge you. Instead of moulding myself into what I thought others wanted, I’ve embraced a more casual, uniquely “me” version of myself. And do you know what? It feels good. I’m happy with who I am—flaws, quirks, and all.

So, if there’s one thing I hope people see when they meet me now, it’s this: someone who is genuine, someone who values connection over perfection. First impressions may still matter, but these days, I’d rather they be built on the substance of who I truly am, not the superficial sheen of who I once thought I needed to be.

And honestly? That’s a much better way to live.