Kantha In The Limelight

He , call him Kantha, smiles
richness writ all over.
His eyes see nothing at par
nor do they rise up
a condescending look
he delivers with a pout.

He occupies the prime spot
wherever he goes,
likes congregation around
talks soft and gently
measuring his words, as though
a free talk will land him
in a spot undesirable.

Kantha lives likewise
an aura of fastidiousness
around him, loves to preside
never likes to sit among the audience.
Watching him from a distance
all the years, I feel he is blessed
to be born in a rich family,
else would have been another human
with the least wisdom whatsoever