Defamation

Why are these tears in your eyes, my child?

How horrid of them to be always scloding you for nothing?

YOu have stained your finger and face with ink while writting-

is that why they call you dirty?

O, fie! WOuld they dare to call the full moon dorty becaouse is has smudged its face with ink?

FOr every little trifle they blame you, my child.

They are ready to find fault for nothing.

YOu tore your clothes while playing-

is that why they call you untidy?

O,fie! What would they call an auntumn morning that smiles through its ragged clouds?

Take no heed of what they say to you,my child.

They make a long list of your misdeeds

Every onr know how you love sweet things-

is that why they call you greddy?

O,fie! What then would they call US WHO LOVE YOU?

The Crescent Moon By Rabindranath TAgore