Frankie was a noisy frog and the loudest in the well that he lived in. Day after night and night after day, he croaked louder than others, announcing his existence to the world. Everyone looked up to him and praised him, not only in front of him but at his back too. He was happy. He was content with the life that he was leading but things were not to end there.
One day, he hopped out of the well to explore the outer, bigger and meaner world, and to show the world that he was the loudest. Then he heard the other frogs croak louder than him and louder than anybody he had ever heard. There was not just one frog that could do better than him in the outer world but there were millions of them, however he never gave up croaking. He croaked and croaked everyday and every night, hoping that the outer world would at least hear him croak and appreciate his attempt if not tag him as the loudest. He believed that practicing would help him perform better, hence he refused to abandon his pursuit and continued croaking.
He became friends with frogs who sought the same. He supposed that they would practice together and help each other in becoming better than what they were already. He assumed that by working together they would strengthen each other. He never considered them as his opponents but comrades fighting for the same cause but least he knew that they didn't think likewise. Not even in his darkest dreams, he expected them to plot against him to reduce competition. Instead of encouraging him, they started weakening his confidence. They called him swellhead, and asked him to see the reality and accept defeat rather than give it a try.
Everyone discouraged him. They asked him to do something productive instead of wasting his time croaking. He heard, "you cannot make it", "you shouldn't bother doing something as lame as croaking", "you can never be the loudest" and "you call that croaking?" that he started doubting his abilities. It made him feel handicapped yet he didn't give up. He hoped someone would assure him that he would definitely achieve what he desired by working hard.
They criticized him but he moved forward by ignoring them. They started talking behind him but he did not mind. They laughed at him and he smiled at them. His cool attitude irked them and they came up with novel tricks to break his confidence. Their attempts to pull him down pained him but he didn't give up because he had come too far to return. He had to endure it until he showed to the world that he can croak too.
However, he was a frog after all . He might have put up a strong face and stood against the world but it did pain him to face the world that always tried to knock him down. There were times when he almost gave up and decided to return home, where everyone respected his feelings and appreciated his talent, but he feared that they might not accept him if he went empty handed, thus he stuck to the plan bearing everything alone.
Every one of us might have heard lot of such stories. Might be Frankie was not that good but surely he must have been moderately good for the frogs back home to have praised him and encouraged him to achieve his dreams.
From now onwards, whenever we play critics, let us pass on our opinions in such a manner that it doesn't discourage others, instead it helps them in correcting their mistakes and do better.
However, this story do not apply to quaffing politicians and immoral journalist of recent times.