Comments on: 55Friday: The “All I Want for Christmas is You” Edition

By: Jai Singh

Jai Singh — Mon, 26 Dec 2005 11:42:43 +0000

The three wise men had finally reached their destination. Their journey had been long, arduous; filled with drama, tears and laughter.

They knew that countless lives were endangered by the villainous leader. And now, at the pivotal moment of the story, it was finally time to introduce themselves.

“Amar.” “Akbar.”

An unmistakable, baritone growl.

“Anthony.”

By: Srini

Srini — Sun, 25 Dec 2005 17:53:52 +0000

Looking at old issues of Maxim and the pole in the center of the room, the family fondly recounted their favorite Festivus memories.

Suddenly, she jumped into the tub of jello and then called out to her twin sister - I challenge you to a bikini jello fight.

We never do anything together Â– she grieved.

By: A N N A the Orthodox

A N N A the Orthodox — Sun, 25 Dec 2005 07:51:22 +0000

i think a khanda would look great atop a tree.

By: thekingsingh

thekingsingh — Sun, 25 Dec 2005 03:32:09 +0000

Little Charan, perched atop his fatherÂ’s shoulders, fumbly placed the final ornament atop their tree as the whole family applauded.

Â“What do we call this holiday, Papa?Â”

Papa looked at the Khanda shining on the treeÂ’s top, and then turned his head to his son.

Â“Happy Khalsamas, Charan!Â”, he exclaimed, as everyone cheered in approval.

By: Srini

Srini — Sat, 24 Dec 2005 19:10:40 +0000

She cut her hair with no thought except the perfect chain for his pocket watch. He exchanged his watch for the perfect jewelry for her long flowing hair

The girl looked at the hospital mirror and beamed as she saw the wig covered her head.

His memories flooded her mind as she clutched the watch

By: Jai Singh

Jai Singh — Sat, 24 Dec 2005 12:37:21 +0000

Badmash: Thanks for the well-wishes — same to you buddy. I really liked your 55 too {who would have guessed ?}

Merry Christmas also to Anna and everyone else who celebrates it.

(By the way — slightly off-topic here, but everyone should check out the GQ link I included in my own 55. Nothing dodgy, but it may raise some eyebrows since it involves OBL’s niece. A lot of the British newspapers have also run articles on this).

By: Salil

Salil — Sat, 24 Dec 2005 07:55:01 +0000

God’s forcing me to atone for my Hall of Fame threadjacking attempt, he thought as he flung his dead cell phone onto the bed in his tacky room in the Best Western motel in Detroit. Another holiday season, another series of missed connections: flights, friendships, family. What the hell’s on HBO? Nothing good, that’s for sure.

By: maisnon

maisnon — Sat, 24 Dec 2005 06:15:10 +0000

Only a seed can match the watchful expectancy of a wrapped present. A feast for the senses: its heft while being shaken, the texture of the wrapping paper, the gentle rustle of ribbon. But most of all, the potential Â– at this moment, it could be anything. As the saying goes, itÂ’s the thought that counts.

By: andrea

andrea — Sat, 24 Dec 2005 05:59:42 +0000

At home in her closet lay countless memoirs of Christmas past: exquisite silks, sapphire drops, sparkling diamonds. But nothing he had given her was as precious as the gift she was cradling in her arms, a smattering of fine hair and eyes black as midnight. Â“Welcome to the world,Â” she whispered to her Christmas baby.

By: badmash

badmash — Sat, 24 Dec 2005 05:07:37 +0000

In the pink colonnade of her palace, the Armenian Princess told the great Mughal the story of her virgin namesake. Though attentive, he was doubtful that this had ever actually happened Â– yet he admired MaryÂ’s childlike trust. Then Birbal the wise replied, Â“is it not also a mystery that trusting women should birth indeterminate men?”