The one I was in protection of mother from this whole world and the time when my Teacher use to keep me protected for half a day or the time when i was let go by mother to face the world with her teaching and keeping herself in me and to deal the world. That most of the people call Mean World.
Being with my mother i always felt protected from all the pains and fear. Just my mother hand keeps me protected from all the fears. Just single word from her that "Its OK son", takes all my fears off. but as soon i started growing up i realized that I am not OK with her words and I am more arguing to her that its so Not OK.
and i guess that's the time when i jumped out of her protection and gave myself to this world to deal with me unprotected.