When careness SMOTHERS

Thoughts sometimes inundate our minds, and so is the feeling for our near and dear ones. But why?

I've been looking for its answer since last couple of days. What i finally came across is not a fresh and complex theory of  Einstein or Stephen Hawking, hard or difficult to fathom and comprehend. Thanks to the streetwalker whose moves made me realize, decipher and eventually helped in getting the answer. The simple and clear hypothesis is that, Its the ultimate difficulty one faces, or feels SMOTHERED rather, when we make our moves just out of selfless love, respect, and CARE. And its a celestial fact that when we feel smothered, we drift towards a place, a corner or a lifestyle rather, that gives us the full opportunity to flap our wings, breathe freely and most importantly to get rid of the pains, restrictions and the confinements imposed on us.

BUT why do people feel smothered when our moves are just for the welfare for them and of-course driven by the conscience of care for them? 

This is something which is open for interpretation by one and all. Reasons might be different for different people. But at the end of the day its painful anyway.

There are various probable cases. Even the same is true for our family members. We are so close to each other that we expect they'll understand our moves, our unsaid concern for them, for their good, for their better and best in fact. They do understand it but finally there are private places, privy concerns which must not be invaded and compromised under any situation. 

Family members understand it and everything settles with time... What about those who are not a part of our family but mean more than that?

Is it always a mistake cum blunder from the either of them? Or just a communication gap? Probably we get so infuriated from the most recent move of our friends that, all the past deeds, promises, and most importantly "The Friendship" becomes meaningless for us. Why we don't try to understand what actually the intentions were of the latter? Why we don't pay any heed to our conscience's voice? Why do we, every-time, get moved by the strong feeling of abhorrence? Why we don't give it all a second thought? Why???

It all may sound futile and a mere attempt to damage our vocal chords but try to look at it from the perspective of the person who finds no utterance, and no space to show whether it was (s)he who is being perceived as the culprit or a mere outcome of clubbing of all prejudices, detests and hostility that refuge in our brain just because we couldn't accept that we'll feel SMOTHERED due to their concern and care for us.