Jabberwock, LSR

11/05/2024

Final Jabberwock Online issue for this academic year is here! This one is particularly close to our hearts. Thank you for the artwork. Head to the link in our bio to read now :)

Signing off,

06/04/2024

Jabberwock, the academic journal and online magazine of the Department of English, Lady Shri Ram College for Women is proud to present for the first time ever PENSTROKES✒️🌈 the LITMUS ISSUE newsletter as a part of the department's annual academic conference.

We invite you to delve into this unique array of creative gems where art bleeds into literature and the age old bond of man and his surroundings jump through each page. So sit back and enjoy !

List of writers :
1.Dorothy Bhuyan
2.Navya Ojha
3.Ayanna Kohli
4.Yashi Tripathi
5.Aneeta Mani
6.Aaheli Choudhury
7.Sakshi Singh
8.Ruchita Nagar
9. Guncha Sandhya
10.Yoganjana Singh

LINK IN BIO AND HIGHLIGHTS ‼️⬆️⬆️

Happy Reading!🍄

26/03/2024

Our issue for the month “Through The Looking Glass”
is out on Substack!

Read the pieces through the link in our bio… ✨

Design Credits:

19/03/2024

Look to your favourite piece of art for inspiration,be it Van Gogh, or that one still shot from a movie that seems to have sunk into your veins. Sift through the myriad memories hidden in the folds of an old photograph or perhaps one that leaves you longing for something you have never experienced. Ask yourself, would there be art if we had no words to describe them? Maybe. But in the mess of this beauty of our world, perhaps every human endeavour is coloured by our attempt to share— sharing comes in the form of conversations and even silences but above all it comes in the form of creation; any attempt to create is an attempt to understand and therefore an attempt to connect. We hope you enjoy delving into this idea of connection and get a glimpse into yourselves and the world around you!

Happy writing! Feel free to contact us for any queries via dms or email.

06/03/2024

ART OF NOTICING 🧐📸🌷
Be a part of LSR's very own *observational photo walk*

🍄 *Greetings from Jabberwock* 🍄

We are elated to present this walk as part a of the events that precede *LITMUS* the annual academic conference of *The Department of English,LSR* .

If you are someone who enjoys the little things in life, and would love a way of connecting to the beautiful campus around you, come join us !!

Note : You will be provided with prompts (not compulsory) which you can use as inspiration for a photo story of maximum 5 photos. You can also take inspiration from any other piece of art/literature of your choice.

SELECTED PIECES WILL BE FEATURED ON OUR PAGE!!

Date: *8th March*
Time: *R&R 12:45 p.m. to 1:30 p.m.*
Venue: We will meet near the *Peace Center*

Hope to see you all in great numbers!

19/02/2024

War and Peace Issue out on Substack. Link in bio!

Design credits:

19/02/2024

Jabberwock Online is officially on Substack! Link in bio :)

28/01/2024

🍄 Call for Research Papers and Creative Submissions 🍄

Jabberwock is the annual academic journal of Department of English, Lady Shri Ram College for Women.

We are delighted to announce the theme for the upcoming issue of Jabberwock (2023-24).

We invite original research papers📝 and creative pieces✒️🖌️📸 including short prose, poetry, essays, art pieces and photography, etc. which capture the essence of Imagination.

CONCEPT NOTE
Head to our bio ⬆️ for the link

*Submission Guidelines*:
Head to our bio ⬆️ for the link to a detailed guideline

🍄 *Deadline: 3rd March, 2024, 11.59 pm*🍄

We are accepting submissions from students across departments, colleges and universities.

For any queries or further information, please do not hesitate to contact us via email at [email protected] or our instagram handle .

We look forward to receiving your submissions!🐾

02/12/2023

🖌️ Call for Comic Strip Submissions 🖌️

🐰 Greetings from Jabberwock Design. We are delighted to announce our call for submissions for the #1 issue of Comic Relief (2023-24). We invite students from across colleges, universities and departments to send their pieces.

Find the link to the detailed submission guide in our bio🔗

For any queries or further information, please do not hesitate to contact us via email at [email protected] or our Instagram handle .

We look forward to receiving your submissions!🎨

26/11/2023

🍄 Call for Research Papers, Reviews and Creative Submissions 🍄

Jabberwock is the annual academic journal of Department of English, Lady Shri Ram College for Women.

We are delighted to announce our call for submissions for the upcoming issue of Jabberwock (2023-24). We invite *original research papers📝, media reviews📚(books and mass media), and creative pieces✒️🖌️📸 including short prose, poetry, essays, art pieces and photography, etc.* in any genre of literary and/or cultural engagement.

*Submission Guidelines*:
Head to our bio ⬆️ for the link to a detailed guideline

🍄 *Deadline: 2nd January, 2024, 11.59 pm*🍄

We are accepting submissions from students across departments, colleges and universities.

For any queries or further information, please do not hesitate to contact us via email at [email protected] or our instagram handle .

We look forward to receiving your submissions!🐾

16/11/2023

October is the month of transitions, transformations and revival; a relief the earth feels after the scorching heat of summer. Changes come with letting go, but they also come with keeping a part of yourself intact. Sometimes it means rising from the dead; like the Phoenix rises from the ashes, like the flowers of winter make it alive to autumn.

It is our first issue for this academic year, and we asked our writers to think about what Resurrection means to them. These pieces talk about personal, biblical and external resurrections, making you wonder what it actually mean to come back. It is, after all, words which make us believe that we are reborn time and time again - and we must keep on coming back to life.

Head to the link in our bio to read the Resurrection issue!

16/11/2023

October is the month of transitions, transformations and revival; a relief the earth feels after the scorching heat of summer. Changes come with letting go, but they also come with keeping a part of yourself intact. Sometimes it means rising from the dead; like the Phoenix rises from the ashes, like the flowers of winter make it alive to autumn.

It is our first issue for this academic year, and we asked our writers to think about what Resurrection means to them. These pieces talk about personal, biblical and external resurrections, making you wonder what it actually mean to come back. It is, after all, words which make us believe that we are reborn time and time again - and we must keep on coming back to life.

Head to the link in our bio to read the Resurrection issue :)

15/11/2023

Resurrection

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08/11/2023

SEASONAL ART GALLERY (This winter,We are two pieces,Of two crowds,In one room.) I see you,Through the people I consider nothing more than a frame for you,Laughing on the other side. You once called me beautiful for similar habits,Seeing the frames as I do now,An art gallery designed to accommodate critique,Only falling from our lips....

SEASONAL ART GALLERY (This winter,We are two pieces,Of two crowds,In one room.) I see you,Through the people I consider nothing more than a frame for you,Laughing on the other side. You once called…

08/11/2023

28.10.23 As I caught a glimpse on the newspaper, I let out an incredulous gasp upon noticing the date- it’s been a long time indeed yet it feels It was only yesternight when I killed her- the girl who had a fierce desire of living life, one who never believed in fateful encounters, the one who wrote her own destiny magnificently, the one who had faith that her hard work will be rewarded, the one whose vibrancy was both admired and envied, even suffering itself was tormented by the thought of inflicting pain upon her, the one who could even resurrect a lifeless person through her charm, but you know how the story goes, the world can’t tolerate such people, the strings of destiny she was so fond of weaving once, became the very millstone around her neck....

28.10.23 As I caught a glimpse on the newspaper, I let out an incredulous gasp upon noticing the date- it’s been a long time indeed yet it feels It was only yesternight when I killed her- the girl …

08/11/2023

"Peace be unto you and may the Sun show you the path". It is humour, of course, for one needs paths to walk on. We are the people of the Sun, we do not tread paths, we dance on walls. Three feet below the ground, a single shaft of sunlight alights a chamber of clay etched into being by hands of a past, amongst the shallow graves....

“Peace be unto you and may the Sun show you the path”. It is humour, of course, for one needs paths to walk on. We are the people of the Sun, we do not tread paths, we dance on walls. T…

08/11/2023

At a young age, I became aware of the fact that I would have to live past my parents’ deaths. What I couldn’t have guessed is that they would have to live through mine. Dying isn’t all that it’s made out to be. The edges of my vision were engulfed by a purple haze and strange waves reverberated through my veins like thunderbolts....

At a young age, I became aware of the fact that I would have to live past my parents’ deaths. What I couldn’t have guessed is that they would have to live through mine.  Dying isn’t all that i…

08/11/2023

Consumption is, the cruelty of The action, of engulfing, voices Reduced to a whimper; lately I feel like, I have been screaming from the Insides of my mother’s womb. Screeching, guttural, a ghastly Cry for a rebirthing from This birth; balled, curled up, Awaiting to rise from this Eternal, eternal slumber. My mind is not my own, it Dissolves, and blends in with…...

Consumption is, the cruelty of  The action, of engulfing, voices  Reduced to a whimper; lately I feel like, I have been screaming from the Insides of my mother’s womb.  Screeching, g…

08/11/2023

Gluttony of the Womb by Navya Ojha Sun of the People by Divija Kaushic Superseding Christ by Aneeta Mani Precious Burden by Yashi Tripathi 28.10.23 by Yuvika Nagar Seasonal Art Gallery by Ayanna Kohli

Gluttony of the Womb by Navya Ojha Sun of the People by Divija Kaushic Superseding Christ by Aneeta ManiPrecious Burden by Yashi Tripathi28.10.23 by Yuvika NagarSeasonal Art Gallery by Ayanna Kohli

08/11/2023

“Verily, verily, I say unto thee, except a man be born, again, he cannot see the kingdom of God.”Superseding Christ John 3:3 I stepped on four plastic forks. I have digested the splinters. This must be a sign from God. Tridents tear through my entrails. I sew it back together - blood and flesh - X x x x cross stitch x x x X....

“Verily, verily, I say unto thee, except a man be born, again, he cannot see the kingdom of God.”Superseding Christ  John 3:3 I stepped on four plastic forks.  I have digested the splinte…

05/09/2023

✨️ Greetings from Jabberwock✨️

🍄 APPLICATIONS OUT🍄
We are excited to announce the applications for *all* Jabberwock positions for the academic year 2023-24 are now out!!

Links for forms will be shared via class groups please keep an eye out!!

Looking forward to having you on the team

30/08/2023

✨️ Greetings from Jabberwock ✨️

Join us for our orientation to gain an insight of how the journal works and learn about the numerous ways you can be a part of its various wings. Students from each year are encouraged to join since we will be releasing applications for all years soon.

📌Date : *2nd September, 2023*
📌 Time : *7 p.m.*
📌 Platform : *Google Meet*
Link will be circulated later🐱
HOPE TO SEE YOU THEN IN LARGE NUMBERS!!
Feel free to contact us for any queries :)

23/08/2023

✨️ MAD HATTER'S TEA PARTY✨️

Greetings from Jabberwock !!

Channel your innermost non sensical self, by joining us for the maddest of tea parties in all of LSR in the Admin Gazebo to discuss anything and everything under the sun!!
Indulge in fun games and sip on iced tea this Friday, 25th August from 12:45 to 1:30 p.m.

All batches invited!!☕️☕️

Eagerly counting our ticking clock
🐇⏱️

06/06/2023

Every passing moment blurs out the bond I share with my past. Nights spent fighting battles end up bringing me closer to this fragrance of the unknown. This newness is slowly painting my world with colours of a rainbow and I no longer know what I feel. I am trying hard not to drown in this ocean of strangeness but in that, I am finally finding my true colours....

Every passing moment blurs out the bond I share with my past. Nights spent fighting battles end up bringing me closer to this fragrance of the unknown. This newness is slowly painting my world with…

06/06/2023

With teary eyes and a suitcase full of hopes, I looked back one more time. My room filled with books I have collected over the years, the scribbles on the wall ma always wanted to get rid of, the familiar smell of this city were holding me back, urging me to stay back for some time. But it was time to leave....

With teary eyes and a suitcase full of hopes, I looked back one more time. My room filled with books I have collected over the years, the scribbles on the wall ma always wanted to get rid of, the f…

03/06/2023

I wasn't yet a teenager when I came across a book where a girl, a little older than me, knew she was about to die. It was night, and I was pushing my bedtime by staying up and reading this book. By page 30 I had given up. It was as if 30 copies of the same book had been stacked up on my chest and I had to deal with them first to move to page 31....

I wasn’t yet a teenager when I came across a book where a girl, a little older than me, knew she was about to die. It was night, and I was pushing my bedtime by staying up and reading this bo…

30/05/2023

“if you’re raised with an angry man in your house,there will always be an angry man in your house.you will find him even when he is not there.and if one day you find that there isno angry man in your house –well, you will go find one and invite him in!” – from “Cut” by Catherine Lacey…...

“if you’re raised with an angry man in your house,there will always be an angry man in your house.you will find him even when he is not there.and if one day you find that there isno angry man in yo…

30/05/2023

TW: body image I look in the mirror to see a portrait unknown, squinting closely I see the curves and alas, wasn't that where the story began? The curves, the paleness and the freckles, so familiar. I look away before the portrait becomes clear, but fret not my heart’s whispers, for my mind has already coloured it black. With a moment's courage, I look back, and the black stains scream in my head....

TW: body image I look in the mirror to see a portrait unknown, squinting closely I see the curves and alas, wasn’t that where the story began? The curves, the paleness and the freckles, so fa…

30/05/2023

There's a thorn in my side. Piercing its way through my skin, over my rib cage, up my spine, slowly wrapping around my lungs. Steadily. Painfully. It tightens whenever you're not around.I cough up your name, leave blood on the ground. I've had it for as long as I can remember. It's omnipresent and needy. I feed it with my own needs....

There’s a thorn in my side. Piercing its way through my skin, over my rib cage, up my spine, slowly wrapping around my lungs. Steadily. Painfully. It tightens whenever you’re not around…