living here, sharing a room with someone makes you appreciate more about privacy. growing up, i think that was something i never really had, so unlike most people i am more use to being around a crowd. but just because i'm used to it does not mean that i enjoy it. i think once in a while, it is good to be alone. once in a while, we want a little space of seclusion. it is getting harder and harder as we progress and become a more globalized, socialize and inter-everything world to find a little quietness for the individual. retrospection and comtemplation is a bygone century of loneliness and withheldness.
personally, my sister and me shared a room. and there were always a lot of people in and out of my house, due to my father's work. sometimes virtue strangers, sometimes people i grew up with. all cramped into that little house. space was scarce just like in spore. privacy is expensive,highly regarded and extremly protected. i found my private space in my writing, my thoughts and in the perfectly well kept bathroom (thx to my guardian/matron).
sometimes i hear comments like "it must be hard having to stay with a roommate". acknowledgablely, much of privacy is having an enclosure and hideout from the everybody and anybody. but more than always, espcially in our present predicament it is almost impossible to have the silence of the heart from the heartbeat of society. everyday is an interaction with the world, socialness is much saluted attribute. even in our enclosed room sometimes a whiff of the outside creeps in, like the blaring music of the inconsiderate neighbour or the interruption of dogs barking. in the morning all the way till you close your eyes and are lost in the peak of sleep, where for once we are shut away from the intense heat of being part of the world and even that sometimes is invaded. even the usual quietness of the moonlight has been suppress with the desire for socialization and the company of a gathered social group. what with cell phones, the internet, instant messaging and blogs (such as this)!! we are so unfarmiliar with being alone that we cannot live without buzz, we are desprate for company and there are replacement even when we are left alone in an enclosed space. movies, music, computer games, internet, etc... you name it.
yet, though our age frowns and is unfreindly to privacy, i still think it is part of our nature to need a space for it. privacy is more than being locked alone in a room. privacy is the individual appreciating its exsistance and communicating within. come to think it, except for the seconds of sinking back to reality, anything close to that is non-exsistant.
i am not saying companionship, love, socialization is to be put aside. God only knows, how much we all need that. but an excessive of company, that sometimes is also like a pleasure that is built of sand, an inordiante amount of busying ourselves and keeping pace without taking time to cater to the soul is a fault.
i, myself, have to be much faulted with this. but this pass month or so. i come to relish the walk underneath the moon, background of water and the darkness surrounding, fresh air and half an hour or more of privacy. it is not lonliness, too much of this medicine is reproachable as reclusive not privacy. privacy is not lonliness. lonliness is when we long to fellowship, but privacy is differentiated by being at peace. when anything else is intruding. when we are busy with a thought or two. when we are not idle. when we are taking care and reflecting on things. musing within. alone but not lonely. learning about ourselves. understand and regretting privately. it is finding the individual.
sometimes, in this busy, populated everday life, amidst a crowd we are alas, lonely. and individuality in this context is not about standing out. it is about stooping down really and running out of the bustle.
so, now take a step back and see if i am right. yea, privacy is needful, even physical privacy.
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