Rumi loved colorful birds. She used to wake up after listening to their whispers. Whenever a bird would come and sit on the plants in the yard of the house, it would start running after it. The bird would fly away as soon as it heard the sound of his small feet. As soon as the bird flew away, the smile on Rumi's face also flew away.
With the passage of time, his love for sparrows was increasing. She used to go to the roof as soon as she got up early in the morning because at that time colorful birds were flying in the sky. Some even used to sit on the roof of their house.
Uncle Rahim lived in the house in front of Rumi. He had a brown bird. Every time Rumi saw him, she thought to herself:
"Mashallah! How unique this bird is." I wish I had such a bird. I used to feed him in the morning.
This desire filled his heart with sadness. She would look at the bird with longing eyes and then come down quietly.
One day his mother Nazia Begum saw his downcast face and said lovingly:
"Rumi! What's wrong! Why are you so sad?"
Rumi shook his head and said:
"Nothing mom."
"There is something, won't you tell your mother?" Nazia Begum said, raising her chin with compassion.
Rumi spoke slowly:
"Mom! I don't have a single bird." I want a gray bird too.
Nazia Begum smiled and spoke softly:
"Son! The bird was created free by Allah, it is not right to keep it in captivity."
Rumi immediately spoke:
"But mother! If this is wrong, Rahim Ankal also has a bird." After listening to him, Nazia Begum began to explain to him with love:
"Son! We are not responsible for the actions of others, we have to think for ourselves what is right and what is wrong." Hearing his words, Kurumi became silent. Moisture started to float in his eyes. Seeing this, Nazia Begum hugged him. She knew that her daughter's wish might not be fulfilled, but she did not want to take away the freedom of a speechless bird for the sake of her daughter's happiness.
After some time Rumi left the house. Abu Ahad was playing in the front house. She saw him and went to him:
"Abu Ahad! Shall I come to your house to play?"
"Yes!" Come." Abu Ahad said happily.
Both of them started talking while playing. Suddenly Rumi asked:
"Abu Ahad! Where is the gray bird in your house now?"
Abu Ahad pointed to the roof and said:
"It's up!" His house is on the roof.
Rumi immediately spoke:
"Would you show it to me?"
"Why not, let's go." They both went to the roof. Rumi was surprised when they went there. A khaki colored thread was wrapped around the bird's beak. Uncle Rahim was giving her grains, but the bird was not able to eat the grains despite its efforts. Rumi said worriedly:
"Why is this thread tied on the bird's beak?"
Abu Ahad shrugged his shoulders and said:
"I don't know."
Rumi slowly went to Uncle Rahim and asked:
"Uncle! Why is the thread tied on the bird's beak?"
Uncle Rahim was scared but he remained silent. He did not answer Rumi.
Rumi spoke innocently:
"Uncle! If the bird can't eat grains, then what's the point of adding grains?"
Uncle Rahim stood silent for a few moments, then he opened the thread. The bird immediately started eating the grain. Seeing it eating the grain, Rumi's face spread with joy. She also picked up some grains and put them in the bird's plate. After that she returned home. She narrated the whole incident to her mother and asked:
"Mom! Why was uncle doing this?"
Nazia Begum took a deep breath and said
"Son! That's called hypocrisy."
Rumi said in surprise:
"Mother! What is this hypocrisy?
"When a person does good to show people but is not true from the heart, then it is called a hypocrite. Uncle Rahim wanted people to think of him as good, but he also wanted the sparrow not to eat grain," said Ami.
Rumi thought for a while, then said:
"Mom! His name is Raheem, isn't it?" Raheem means one who has mercy. Are the merciful like that?
Nazia Begum said gently:
"No, son! The merciful never hurt the speechless."
"Then how will Allah be pleased with them?" Rumi was confused.
"When they admit their mistake and set the bird free and seek forgiveness from Allah, then Allah will be pleased with them."
Rumi became silent after listening to Ami. Then an idea came to her mind. She immediately went to Uncle Rahim's house. Avoiding everyone's eyes, she reached the roof with her bare feet and opened the door of the cage. As soon as the door opened, the gray bird fluttered out and slowly flew towards the open sky. Rumi smiled happily and ran down:
"Uncle! I have freed the bird, now Allah will not be angry with you."
Uncle Rahim was at first surprised to hear his words, then turned red with anger:
"Rumi! Why did you fly my bird?"
Rumi was afraid to see them angry, then slowly said as they left:
"Uncle! Your name is Rahim, isn't it, and Rahim, they call those who are merciful."
There was something in Rumi's tone that his words landed like an arrow in uncle Rahim's heart. Winds started blowing on his face. Then as his conscience woke up. They realized that they had indeed wronged a speechless bird.
They immediately went to the roof. The mud bird was flying in the sky. Chacha Rahim's eyes became moist. He started asking forgiveness from Allah in his heart.
After that day uncle Rahim never kept any bird in captivity.
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