There are instances when you need the opinion of people. People who matter to you. May be a well-wisher, may be a godmother or a godfather in case of somebody else, might be one’s own core family and its extensions, friends, or people you come to meet and live with for a very short course of time.
In any combination, people generally love to voice their opinions, unless they opt not to opine due to their own lack of experiences.
Given a situation that evidently triggers anger or an intense tension, not singularly, but collectively, people or propounders of the same theory are quick to form cliques, from the sense that they single out the minorities who do not think or act their way.
Collectivity or singularity alone can not determine what actually is the right course of action.
In all practical scenarios, the group starts to impose their own theories at this point of time. Which, they might not view as an abuse, but it definitely, is.
In a country where The Constitution inspires (misuse of) the freedom of speech, you cannot stop people from voicing their opinions, nor can you prevent them from segmenting you away.
The cliché is the approach that people take to the freedom of speech. It is very smart of someone to know exactly what to say or do, in a given situation, but it takes wisdom of a deeper level, to know whether to say or do it, or not.
As perfectly put forward by Ernest Hemingway, “It takes two years to learn to speak, and sixty to learn to keep quiet.”
Quiet is Precious