Some people have absolutely no concept of privacy. They thrive on the concept of a totally borderless world; a world where everyone is everyone else’s best friend; a world where you can barge into another person’s personal space (read: home, office cubicle, bedroom, personal closet of hidden treasures) without even at the drop of a hat; a world where it is unforgivable to keep secrets; a world where the simple courtesy of “knocking before entering” is non-existent.
Those who do not understand or appreciate the concept of privacy often equate it to selfishness. They consider it as people’s way of being anti-social and shutting others out of their lives. They think that locking a bedroom door or closet means you have a dark secret to hide, making it all the more reason to pry it out for the whole wide world to see. They harbour no shame in telling their nosey neighbour next door that their niece is sleeping with her university lecturer.
I, for one, believe strongly in the concept of privacy. Call me selfish, but I think there is a reason why God created us without the ability to read each other’s thoughts. In a world where privacy is fast becoming extinct, in a Web-based universe where we can access the most private of information with just a few key-strokes, it is our hearts and minds that remain the final frontier of personal space and sanctuary.
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