With nothing better to do, he will sit
On the sagging couch, watching it.
From time to time he will throw
His alligator a bone
While glazed eyes shall gaze
At re-reruns of the same show.
No, he won’t turn to stone.
No, sometimes he shall wake,
To visit the bathroom, the refrigerator
or walk the alligator –
All in the space of a commercial break.


2 Comments to “Primetime”

  1. Hi Prabha,

    i was really amazed to see your illustration @ penciljam site. i got more amazed when i checked your website…..superb!!…….really universal style….great style which i dont usually see from india……keep up the goodwork!


  2. thanks, nideep!

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