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

There And Back Again

1st December 20157th June 2018 LavaanyaPersonal

Taking cue from the phrase “When the going gets tough, the tough get going” I decided to escape my bourgeoisie-cubicled-office-going existence with a Diwali vacation. Off I flew to leave behind my stress and sorrows.[…]

Lasagna with a V. (Get it?)

16th November 20157th June 2018 LavaanyaFood

“The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach”. In which case I shall buy my future husband a life time membership at Pronto Pasta and Noodle Bar. All he would have to do in[…]

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 20145th July 2019 LavaanyaPersonal

The American culture has always found an avid audience in my family, 1987 onward and upward. Both my folks exposed me to American literature, cinema and art very early on. I have vivid memories of[…]

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[…]