Tukaram, Poem 2569

If a man was a washerman or a barber in a former life, his caste can be known by his present behaviour. The barber's tongue jars like a razor scraping; the washerman's mouth is like a washing-pit. One who once wore a sacred thread and a top knot conceals now filth within him. Tuka says, Those who censure others serve as washermen to the men before whom they speak.