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TaleSpin ’17

– Coordinators, ELS

 
“Setting topics for a creative writing event is too much work. It is like handing out ideas to every person who is suffering from a writer’s block.”  – Shehzad Hathi, TaleSpin ’16

Truer words have not been spoken. It’s even harder to set topics for people suffering from writer’s block if you’re suffering from writer’s block yourself. Well, we’ve done it, so welcome to TaleSpin ’17, the creative writing competition conducted as part of LitFest ’17.

The general guidelines are given here:

  • Plagiarism will lead to disqualification.
  • You can choose to compose on multiple topics. Your composition may be in the form of a prose, a poem, a comic or literally anything that involves some form of text. (Try to) Limit yourself to 2000 words.
  • Topics can be found here: TaleSpin ‘17.
  • Entries, along with the topic they have been written on, (and queries) must be emailed to litsoc.iitk@gmail.com
  • Deadline for submission is 25th March 2017. Winners will be awarded books as prizes and their entries will be published on the blog.

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Winds of Winter ’17 – Results

– Coordinators, ELS

Hello there! Here are the results of the Winds of Winter – Palindrome Poetry Creative Writing. Insert usual apology for delay, which you’ve seen numerous times this year here, and which we’re too lazy to even type out anymore, but we do mean it, that apology. Congratulations to the winners!

Three winners in order.

 Anushka Jha

Strange reality this is.

Fallacy and facts mixed up,

Fed manufactured lies and handcrafted truth,

Falsely projected self,

All aberrations,

All self projected falsely,

Truth handcrafted and lies manufactured,

Fed up.

Mixed facts and fallacy.

Is this reality? Strange.

 

Monsters on Your Bed – Pratik Mishra

14 only, was I,

but, you were 19.

 

Realize,do you,

Infinite memories,our,

of (daily) horror movies, vulgar inside jokes (unfunny),

 

that night turned into

(unfunny) jokes inside vulgar movies.

 

HORROR(daily) OF OUR MEMORIES : INFINITE.

 

You do realize ?

19 were you

but I was only 14.

 

 Anushka Jha

Flowers withered slowly

Days passing but nothing,  

Had she forgotten he was gone?

Waiting in eternity.

An eternity in waiting

Gone was he. Forgotten.

She had nothing but passing days

Slowly withered flowers.

 

Runners-Up

Siddhant Thakur

Winter

Pale, blue moon

shattering glasses

freezing hopes

shivering masses

deadlocked masses

shivering hopes

freezing glasses

shattering moon

blue, pale winter.

 

Ravi

Winter O winter!

Sweet honey iced,

Beautiful melody on guitar.

Shivering jaws with sip_of_tea

nose and eyelid dew dropped,

freezes heart,

Still fierce bumpy fuel of light

heart pumping by exploding fuel

nature speaking by chirping songbirds.

winter o winter.

Songbirds chirping by speaking nature.

fuel exploding by pumping heart,

light of fuel bumpy fierce

Still heart freezes,

Drew dropped eyelid and nose.

Sip_of_tea with jaws shivering

Guitar on beautiful melody

Iced honey sweet

winter O winter!

 

 

 

 

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