Vulnerable

Hi All!
Well the childhood, the stage that moulds the future personality of the growing child...The article I read about the websites demanding the email IDs of the parents while they encourage the kids to register in the website as per the cyber law the sites are forbidden for kids below 16years and if they are suppose to register it should get the respective kids' parent consent...It is more ambigious
As I had mentioned about my childhood days.. and my life span in the government quarters..I think it was one of the summer vaccation and as our house was surrounded with a big fence.. it was rare to have that collection of species like, orange, lemon, wild lemon, almonds, mango, gauva, pommegraqnate, jackfruit, kirk and not to miss the pepal, banyan etc., all around the compound.. Does it not picture you a greeny and calm place, when you are alone you never feel alone as the birds keep chirping and the bees humming and the crickets sqeeking it would be like a background music for the National Geographic Channel
I was sitting outside and I was engaging myself playing some ghost games that any kid would do in that age ( Playing with imaginative charachters) I saw a woman coming into the compound, it was summer and she pleaded for some water as it was hot.. In our childhood we were taught that even you dont like someone and that person asks you water, you should give him water burying your hatred...!but as a kid and that too to a stranger I reflexively offred her a jug of water.
This woman meanwhile sat with me started chatting enquiring about me, my parent, native place and all details.. you can say I had vomitted all I knew and also thrilled that someone does really give you such importance and talk to you!!!!!....
This woman took leave , blessing me and thanking me for the water..I was subsequently busy playing and say may be after a couple of hours, I went inside my house and to my amazement none was inside , as the house was huge and we had a quite a big backyard where normally we used to have the jute netted cot ( Kayatru Kattil) under the jackfruit tree and enjoy the chilleness under the shadows...!I was surprised seeing the same woman sitting there and my Mom and Sisters and our maid servants engulfing her..and all were engrossed. I was busy to continue with my ghost game went back to my place at the front.
It should be time for my lunch , I was feeling too hungry and again I went inside if there were any sign of the lunch being served, at that instant all were diassembling and getting inside , above all my Mom was so delighted I proped up above the returning crowd I could see the woman beeming with joy and thanking all as she saw me approaching the sight , she quite swiftly left the scene gathering all her belongings... I was was feeling quite odd.. why should she behave so...
While the lucnh was getting served all of them were singing song of that woman who had done a autopsy of their past... I was bewildered.. I said what , who.. when then slowly my Mom said that the Lady knew everything about our family she should be possesing some devine spell... I said then I should be praised for what all she said (Not realising the consequence) , there was a pin drop silence.. I was about to be served . it stopped there and Mom gave me a cold stare , in that look itself I realised that I had committed something really great gravely sin... She put douwn the casserole came to me sat next to me and asked me to relate the sequence with that woman whom I had earlier talked and gave water at the front... As I related one after another , I could see my mother's face turning red hot , when I concluded the statement with the service of the water, I had to shed thrice that quantity of tears by getting scolding and chidding... My Mom felt cheated as she gifted that lady with a dress and Rs.10-00, which she felt cheated becuase of my ignorance and vulnerability.. Then on I was banned from playing alone antwhere around....
Watchout...look back and dont trust your shadows too............