الضفدع الشكور - الموقع الشخصي للدكتور محمد مكرم

In a large and beautiful forest with trees of all colors and species, there lived a beautiful nightingale, with shiny black feathers, red wings, dark eyes, and a sweet voice like the most wonderful flute in this world, making the stone shake and the animals dance with joy when it sings. This beautiful bulbul lived on a large tree with many fruits and flowers, with large extended branches, shiny green leaves, and flowers that bloom at sunset, releasing a delicious scent, and despite the many gifts God Almighty gave him, he was not satisfied with his life, he always avoided mixing with other animals and birds, and when he felt that one of them was listening to his beautiful singing, he immediately stopped and flew to a distant place so that no one could hear him. How others tried to approach him and befriend him, but he despised them and refused, because he felt that he was more beautiful and better than them, and that other birds envied him on his tree and always tried to share it with him, so he confronted them and kept them away from it, because he did not like anyone to share it with him, and how many of them fought and entered into disputes to keep them away from it because their shapes and sounds caused him depression as he used to say, and perhaps what annoyed him the most was that annoying sound that did not stop day or night "click click click ..." This is the sound of that frog that lives in the pond under his tree, how much he hated its voice and disgusted by its dirty shape, he thought long and repeatedly to get rid of it, to get rid of its voice and shape, but what can he do to him, the frog in the pond and him on top of the tree? If the frog were a bird, he would kill it and chase it, but what to do with this frog?

Finally, the bulbul called out, out of his mind, and couldn't take it anymore:

"Hey, you dirty frog, won't you stop that annoying chirping?"

The frog, despite his ugly appearance and annoying voice, was a humble creature who loved goodness and had good manners, so he replied to his neighbor saying:

"I'm sorry, dear neighbor, if my voice disturbed you, believe me, I did not mean to disturb you, you are my neighbor and God Almighty has commanded us to protect our neighbors and not disturb them, but I praise God Almighty and thank Him for the blessings He has bestowed upon me."

The bulbul laughed for a long time in exasperation and then said mockingly: "What blessing is this? I see nothing praiseworthy about you. As for your appearance, your body is full of disgusting pills and sticky liquids, your voice is just as bad, your house is enough that you live in the mud, and your food is eating insects, is there anything to praise?"

The frog smiled and said in a quiet voice, trying to calm his neighbor down:

"Dear neighbor, I may not be as beautiful and good-sounding as you, and I may live in the mud and not in a tree filled with fruits and flowers, but this is my share of the world, and I am satisfied with what God has divided for me, and I thank Him for creating me and giving me life."

This gentle reply did not convince the bulbul and only added to his arrogance and arrogance, so he said to the frog threateningly:

"However, if you wish to continue to be a nuisance, I advise you, I warn you, that I will not let you escape my punishment unless you leave the pond and go away forever."

The bulbul's harsh words did not succeed in breaking the frog's patience and good manners, so he said, looking at his neighbor with a smile:

"How can I leave my home and my homeland, where I was born and know no other, and does any creature on the face of this world have value without his home and homeland?"

The frog's politeness made him even more arrogant, so he said:

"That's your business, and you'll see what I'll do to you if you don't leave, got it?"

A thin voice came from the trees, saying angrily and defiantly:

"Hey, you pompous bulbul, leave the poor frog alone, isn't it enough that you have a whole tree all to yourself and you want to take away the frog's blessing?"

The nightingale turned around to look for the source of the sound and saw a small dory standing on the branch of a small bush, looking at him angrily, so the nightingale proudly raised his head and said to the dory:

"Come on, Dwarf League, I know why you want to interfere. You hate me because I didn't let you live in my tree."

The league responded to him:

"It is because you are a selfish and egotistical person, and you don't want to let others live in peace, remember that you will not escape the punishment of God Almighty."

The frog intervened between the two birds, trying to stop the dispute, saying:

"I have forgiven the bulbul for what he said, for he is still my neighbor, and God Almighty has recommended the neighbor."

The bulbul fluffed its feathers and shouted:

"As for me, I have not forgiven you, you ugly frog, and you, Dwarf League, I will have my revenge on you, hear me, I will have my revenge on you soon." And he flew away into the air.

The bulbul left the tree and searched around the forest for a way to take revenge on the frog, and said to himself, "I must find a way to get rid of this filthy frog forever." He thought for a long time and then remembered the snake that eats mice and rabbits in a burrow under the big tree in the middle of the forest, he remembered how afraid the animals of the forest were of it, especially the small animals, and how terrified they were at the mention of it, then he realized it was the right solution to his issue with the frog, but the question was how to bring the frog to this place far from his pond, he thought for a long time and finally found the solution.

The bulbul stood on his tree and sang in a good voice:

Today I want to live a happy and peaceful life.

I sing, I sing to the neighbors, I sing the sweetness of my loyalty

Gather round, my loved ones, I've changed my life.

I have been helping my neighbor with my words and deeds

The frog lifted his head out of the water, smiled a big smile as he wondered if the bulbul had changed his behavior so quickly, and greeted the bulbul saying:

"Assalamu alaykum, my neighbor the bulbul, how beautiful and wonderful your voice is, and your words are sweet and wise."

The bulbul lifted his head, feigning sadness, and said with a sigh:

" Oh, my dear neighbor, I have sinned against you, forgive me, I was misled by the devil and made me angry with you, but after I thought about it, I said to myself, we should not offend the neighbors, they are like brothers."

The frog replied, impressed by the bulbul's words:

"Yes, dear neighbor, a loyal neighbor is like a brother, there is no difference between them."

The bulbul was silent for a bit and then said to the frog:

"I forgot to tell you, dear neighbor, about an important thing I saw today as I flew through the forest."

The frog asked the bulbul:

"And what is it, dear neighbor."

The bulbul continued, looking at the frog:

"As I was flying in the middle of the forest today, I heard a voice that sounded just like yours, and I said to myself, "What brings my neighbor the frog to this far place in the middle of the forest?" I approached the voice and saw a frog that looked just like you, and when I called him, he did not recognize me, so I knew he was another frog, but he welcomed me and told me that he was looking for his brother who he had lost since he was a child and looked just like him. Then I told him about the strong resemblance between the two of you, and he cried and said that you must be his brother, and asked me to tell you where he is, and that he would like to see you, but he is tired because he has traveled a long distance jumping on legs, so he wants you to come to him to recognize you."

The frog was happy to learn that he had a brother he never knew about, and said to the bulbul:

Please take me to him, this is the first time I know I have a brother and he wants to see me."

The bulbul replied, pretending to be tired:

"But, dear neighbor, I have flown a long way in the forest today, and I am tired, yet I am happy to guide you to your brother's place, just follow me."

Seeing that they were about to leave, the Dori came out of his nest and said to the frog:

"Don't be fooled by the beautiful words of the bulbul, it is cunning and never wants what is best for you."

The frog smiled and said to the league:

"Don't worry, my friend, the believer is always in God's care." He immediately set off with the bulbul.

The bulbul traveled long distances throughout the forest before bringing the frog to the snake's burrow in order to tire him as much as possible, so that when they reached the burrow, the frog was too tired to move and the snake would eat him easily, and he became twisting and turning, and whenever the frog asked him about the arrival time, he reassured him and told him soon until he was sure that the frog was completely tired, so he led him to the snake's burrow under the big tree next to a small stream.

The bulbul said addressing the frog:

"Just call your brother and he will come out of the hole."

The frog was surprised by this and said:

"What is my brother doing in the burrow, why doesn't he stay in the creek?"

The bulbul replied:

"Your brother, as you know, is new to this forest and does not know what might be hiding in the water, so he preferred to hide in this burrow until you come to him."

The poor frog called out to his brother, and he heard the sound of movement inside the burrow. He felt happy as he was about to meet his brother for the first time in his life, and it was only moments until the great black snake was peeking its head out of the burrow, and the frog was very frightened by the sight of it and tried to jump, but he was very tired of the journey that the bulbul took him on, and in a quick movement the snake surrounded him and was about to swallow him, but he called out with his voice trembling with fear:

"Easy, great snake, I have one last wish that I hope you will fulfill before you swallow me."

The snake looked at him with its red eyes and said in a rattlesnake-like voice:

"Your tricks won't work on me, you've become my food, you miserable frog."

The frog moved his hands and said:

"All I want is to wash before I die so that I can meet my Lord clean, as you know I live in mud and my body is very dirty, and I haven't bathed for a long time, please allow me to wash in the water of that nearby stream, then do whatever you want with me."

The snake looked at the frog's skin and found it to be as dirty as he had said, thought for a while and then said to himself, "A clean frog is better than a dirty frog," and then said to the frog:

"You can bathe in the stream, but do it quickly, and know that you can't run away from me, because I can catch you no matter how fast you go."

The frog replied, heading toward the stream with difficulty due to fear and fatigue:

"Thank you, gracious snake, I will never forget this favor."

The frog jumped into the water and disappeared. The snake waited for a long time without the frog appearing, and realizing that it had been tricked, it returned to its burrow, unable to do anything.

The news of the bulbul's plot against the frog spread among the animals and birds of the forest, and everyone grew to hate it and realized that it was an evil bird despite the beauty of its shape and sound, so everyone turned away from it and began to despise and curse it whenever they saw it.

After the failure of his plan to get rid of the frog, the devil had completely taken over the bulbul's heart, and he could think of nothing but revenge, and the more he thought, the more hateful he became towards the frog and the dory, but he could not find a new plan that would help him carry out his threat. The bulbul kept flying and flying while thinking of a way to take revenge on the frog and the Dori, and a long time passed without realizing it, and finally he woke up and realized that he had reached the end of the forest near the mountain, so he came down to rest on the branch of a nearby tree, tired of thinking and flying. He looked up at the blue sky and saw a hawk flying in the sky under the clouds in large circles looking for prey to hunt. He was terrified and almost fainted from fear, so he immediately hid among the leaves while shivering, and kept watching the hawk carefully, praying As time passed, he realized that his hiding place was perfect and that the falcon had not seen him and would not see him no matter how much he tried to search, so he began to look at him and watch him, and the fear left his heart, and suddenly he had an idea and shouted and called out at the top of his voice:

"Falcon. Falcon, falcon, falcon. " A voice came from the sky:

"Who's calling me? I don't see anyone." The falcon said as it circled in the air, trying to find the source of the sound, to no avail.

"I'm downstairs calling you." The bulbul said from between the leaves.

"I can't see you, who are you and what do you want from me?" The hawk asked as it flew in large circles above the trees.

The bulbul smiled to himself and said confidently:

"I will show up and tell you who I am on the condition that you give me safety first, I come with good news."

Desperate to find the source of the sound, the falcon thought:

"Okay, show up and be safe, I won't eat you, show up and don't be afraid."

The hawk came down from the leaves and sat close to him, and said, his eyes shining like the sun:

"What is this good news?" Said the hawk.

The bulbul was terrified when he saw the hawk, as this was the first time he had seen the hawk up close, and he looked at its hooked beak and sharp claws, and said fearfully:

"Yes, Mr. Falcon. As you know, we are one family of birds, no matter how diverse our races, shapes and colors, so we must take care of each other because we are one family, and in recognition of your greatness as the king and master of birds, I have decided to guide you to a good hunt so that you will always be in the best condition, O king of the skies."

The falcon was happy to hear this from the bulbul and spread its strong wings, fluffed its feathers and then said:

"You are right, little bulbul, we are one family, no matter how different our shapes and colors, but where is this catch?"

Hearing the hawk's words and thinking to himself that his plan would definitely work, he said to the hawk:

"All you have to do, King Bird, is follow me and I'll show you how to hunt and make sure I appreciate and respect you, so let's go."

The bulbul flew and the hawk followed him until they almost reached the pond, the bulbul felt that his revenge was about to be realized and smiled a sly smile and said to the hawk:

"Now, sir, you will see for yourself the truth of my words and know that I did not trouble myself to come to you except for your benefit, for you are the king of birds and deserve every honor. Do you see, sir, that pond below? It is full of big, delicious fish waiting to be eaten, and you have only to go down and catch them."

The hawk said:

"Well, we'll see."

The hawk circled around the pond many times, but he did not see anything, so he decided to approach the pond a little closer to the pond. He spent a lot of time hovering, then something appeared to his eyes from the water, but he soon returned to the water again, and when he appeared from the water again, the hawk was diving in the air towards the pond with a terrible speed that the eye could hardly realize, then the bulbul said to himself, "Now when the hawk reaches the pond, he will find nothing but the frog and eat it immediately, and he may find the league and eat it on the way too, and so I will have got rid of the two in one stroke." And he laughed.

But when the falcon reached the pond, he looked at the frog with his eyes, not believing what he saw, as he thought it was a fish. The frog jumped into the water and disappeared, and the Dori fled and hid in the hollow of a nearby tree. The falcon searched for fish but found none, so he circled the pond several times and then flew to the bulbul who was waiting for him with joy, so the falcon shouted to him:

"Trickster, there are no fish in this pond, just a dirty frog, you'll get your punishment, you brat." He attacked the bulbul, who pleaded for mercy, saying:

"Mercy, sir, mercy, King of Birds!"

His blood-covered feathers spread through the air like a colorful cloud, and he landed softly on the surface of the pond and the tree.

As the hawk walked away back to its nest, the frog emerged from under the water and looked sadly at its neighbor's feathers on the surface of the water:

"Frog, did you see what happened to the arrogant bulbul, how he hurt us and annoyed us, no one liked him and nothing satisfied him, this is what happens to arrogant people like him, he deserves what he got."

"No, my friend." The frog replied, "We should not rejoice when misfortunes happen to others, no matter how bad they are, but we should pray to God to save us from them, and despite all that you mentioned about the bulbul, he was our neighbor and sometimes delighted us with his beautiful voice. In any case, I thank God for my good fortune, and it is true that my appearance is ugly, but it was the reason for my survival from death."

He jumped up and down on the tree branches, saying:

"So am I. If I hadn't been small and hid in the hole in the tree, the hawk would have eaten me. Thank God for his blessings."

The frog sang in his strange voice, saying with the dory dancing and chanting behind him:

I praise God from my heart and always pray to my Lord.

to protect our brothers from grudges and lies.

I don't know envy and I don't care who has envy.

My Lord, the Creator of the universe, saves all who praise Him.

May people be convinced to refrain from victimization.

The universe is enough for us, and there is plenty of room.

If God doesn't provide for you, where will you find sustenance?

Don't let the devil make you forget.

I praise God from my heart and always pray to my Lord.