Right to Privacy

I Think of
Right to privacy
When a stranger on a train wants to know the amount my husband earns.
Right to privacy
When my well-meaning neighbour wishes to know my menstrual history.
Right to privacy
When my child locks her voluminous diary away, and the key is , of course, missing.
Right to privacy
When patients spill their painful pasts , sitting in the draughty dressing room, waiting their turn at wound dressing.
Right to privacy
When your relative cries on the phone over a silly argument she had with someone close.
Right to privacy
When your maid confides in you of her unspeakable affairs.
Right to privacy
When your beautician decides to unburden her soul, or you unburden yours.