Lavaanya Garg – Page 2 – Everything should appear to us as it is. Infinite.

Bharat’s Matrimony

24th August 20158th June 2018 LavaanyaOpinions

When there are two contenders wooing you, how do you choose? Especially when one represents a long suffering courtship that has failed its vows, while the other is a dangerous yet exciting option you feel[…]

That Ivory Tower In My Castle In The Air

21st May 20158th June 2018 LavaanyaPersonal

I know I raved pompously about my Bandra-Western abode in the The Roof Over My Head and The Chip On My Shoulder, but alas- I am being forced out from cloud nine to fall flat[…]

My Name Is Shady

1st May 20158th June 2018 LavaanyaPersonal

Once upon a time, 26th April, 1990 to be exact, I was born in Madras, Tamil Nadu. My first name was already set in stone, but the surname was a tricky dilemma. You see, my[…]

Untitled

22nd March 20158th June 2018 LavaanyaPoems

A bobbin’ iceberg- Floating in a puddle of plans Will I always be lookin’ from the outside in? Peering above the brim, Chin above water, Waiting To wash up ashore The Island of Paradise. I[…]

Dude Where’s My Surf Board?

9th November 20148th June 2018 LavaanyaPersonal

As almost every gal going through quarter life crisis, I realized that Life. Is. Too. Short. I’ve had enough of the whining and marinating in a perpetual state of confusion. It’s time to take the[…]

Pasta-la-vista babe

12th October 20148th June 2018 LavaanyaFood

I am very good at cooking eggs and one other phenomenon- Half Moon Pasta. It is my pet peeve in the kitchen whenever I crave something to eat with a ketchupy twang. Half moon pasta[…]

On The Face Of It

26th August 201412th September 2018 LavaanyaOpinions

I have what they call a ‘Resting Bitch Face’. An extremely non fastidious facade. Even a normal pensive mood comes across like I’m fuming or gritting my teeth. My mom to this day steals a[…]

I Think I’ll Take The Stairs

23rd July 20148th June 2018 LavaanyaOpinions

Today, I got into the elevator right after the guy in it had farted his lunch out. I could have made an emergency exit on the next floor but foolishly decided to hold my breath[…]

American Splendor

4th July 20148th June 2018 LavaanyaPersonal

The American culture (is there such a thong though?) has always found an avid audience in my family, circa 1987 onward. Both my folks exposed me to American literature, cinema and art very early on.[…]

The Roof Over My Head And The Chip On My Shoulder

28th May 20148th June 2018 LavaanyaPersonal

I’m a spoilt brat. By my own doing of course. I live in a very cool studio apartment in what is known as Bombay’s Manhattan– Sandra from Bandra. Pleased to meet you. My pad is fully[…]

Let Them Have Chocolate Cake!

18th August 20138th June 2018 LavaanyaFood

Yes. You think right. Lavaanya Garg is the last person on the planet to be domesticated and have anything to do with cooking. However, now that I am a single girl, living in the city,[…]

Bombay Life: Pop Goes The Bubble

13th June 20138th June 2018 LavaanyaPersonal

It’s not like I’m The Village Girl, but Pune and Bombay are on 2 completely different levels. Pune (my hometown) is a modern city yes, but it’s just the Jersey to Bombay’s New York. So[…]