Personal space or privacy is something that mostly doesn’t exist in Desi (Indian, Pakistani)…
A poem
Follow meCome into my lifeBring the sound Of softly spoken vibes
You got no time to worryDoes the hummingbird miss a beat?
Never had Havana’s finestNever tasted the sweet tobaccos lightnessNever held handmade cigars
I’m an internationalI have no residence of selfCannot be placed in any one lake That is bounded by ferns…