Comments on: 55Friday: “Brick is Red” edition

By: Aranyi

Aranyi — Fri, 09 Dec 2005 08:18:17 +0000

She was contemplating existence when the ashtray crashed into a million splinters on her thigh. Â“How ironicÂ” she thought, feeling a thousand pinpricks as the invisible shards embedded themselves in her skin like an army. The microscopic droplets of red blotted the goosebumps as she watched, fascinated. More pieces of glass for her fragmented spirit.

By: Daksha

Daksha — Wed, 07 Dec 2005 04:04:29 +0000

The cream coloured walls in the dull engineering classrooms were ordinary, except, they bore marks of history.

It had started as an uneventful day filled with the usual flurry of activities of universities. Then 14 young women had their blood splattered on the ground and the walls.

Blood soaked white coffin shrouds.

16 years ago.

May you all rest in peace

By: Srini

Srini — Sat, 03 Dec 2005 22:43:53 +0000

This does not directly contain the phrase red - but the idea is captured

The very first taste

She looked at the life in her arms, a part of herself, her legacy breathing and alive. The baby seemed to smile at her and respond to her voice. She could not hold the tears as the nurse fed the baby some formula. She smiled as she realized that her daughter would have a chance.

By: Jai Singh

Jai Singh — Sat, 03 Dec 2005 22:20:54 +0000

The warrior was bedecked in the unmistakeable attire of a Nihang; tall conical turban, razor-sharp chakras, multiple swords bristling, flawless steel contrasting with brilliant blue.

He dismounted outside the fortress gates.

“We were expecting an entire army,” frowned the guard, crimson banner atop his lance twisting in the rain.

“Tell them Sawa Lakh are here.”

By: Jai Singh

Jai Singh — Sat, 03 Dec 2005 22:16:57 +0000

Kenyandesi,

Thanks for the positive feedback as always. I guess the extra protection is particularly relevant to 007, given his extracurricular activities (all in the line of duty, of course).

Anyway, just imagine Pierce Brosnan doing his thing in his usual laid-back way, and it should bring my 55-set sufficiently to life. He’s the incarnation of Bond that I had in mind when I wrote it.

Some racy 55s from you this week Well-written, imaginative, and informative as always, of course.

By: brimful

brimful — Fri, 02 Dec 2005 23:48:54 +0000

Aw, I’m a sucker for a shout-out, A N N A.

Here’s my attempt at keeping things rouge.

By: Kenyandesi

Kenyandesi — Fri, 02 Dec 2005 21:46:45 +0000

Sweet Revenge HeÂ’d teased her, pulled her hair and slapped her... She walked away from his bedroom glancing over her shoulder, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she noticed the drops that trailed her, blood-red on white marble. His mom would kill him for Â“redecoratingÂ” his room.

Third-grade dynamics had just shifted.

By: Kenyandesi

Kenyandesi — Fri, 02 Dec 2005 21:32:08 +0000

We have to make sure youÂ’re.....authentic.....in all aspects.

Jai, I wrote a 55 on the fact that this "cutting" is actually preventative against HIV infection, so it is even more relevant to theme. Great 55-set story!

By: wandegya_boy

wandegya_boy — Fri, 02 Dec 2005 21:28:25 +0000

Singh smiled as he took the last four tiles His board read Q_T_I_K_E_H_J. The score read SINGH 240 DESI 190 He would play it safe and go for a simple word like KITE. DESI shuffled his tiles as the word Â”URINATEÂ” appeared.He grabbed the red VIMTO bottle tightly as he went for the open D

By: Kenyandesi

Kenyandesi — Fri, 02 Dec 2005 21:19:33 +0000

The Wicked Witch of the West Wore White Cherry red and just as small, the stains on the pristine 1000-count Egyptian cotton white sheets pleased her husband immensely. He had heard rumours about her wild days, and heÂ’d been afraid his mothers might find the sheet unsoiled.

Little did he know that lipsticked lips licking her lightly stained the sheets with less evidence.