Friday, December 13, 2013

WORST SOCIAL MEDIA PROMOTION AHEAD



Click here - My Cactus Dress or search for 'mycactusdress' on instagram.


I tried sharing pictures through blog, but that came out as a miserable idea. So I GOT AN INSTAGRAM for the blog too. Please follow to see and share all the goofy pictures I will be posting like of food and crafts and drawings and Christmas trees and Starbucks and birds and bird poop and puppies and lights and socks and water and sunrise and sand, basically everything under the sun. I am also going on a 45 days vacation to India and France in two days and will be sharing a lot of travel pictures.

I am sure we'll have fun. Share your Instagram user ID as well.

Let's talk with pictures!




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Saturday, November 30, 2013

30 things only Indian girls who grew up in 90s can understand

And by Indian girls, I mean girls who grew up in India.
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1. It doesn't matter if it was you or just your mom who watched the soap operas, you will however, never forget this day.

2. We had long discussions with our friends about which one was cooler between them.

and these

or among them

or weirdly, between these
The one on the right was scented so we know who the winner was

3. Cell phone was a luxury, hence we had an emotional relationship with one of these. 

4. They were our rock-stars. We had their audio cassettes and we definitely danced on one of their songs.

5. But we couldn't stop talking about them either. Which one were you? I was Sporty Spice.

6. We shared this with friends and also recorded our personal playlist.

7. They were ready to sing for us anytime we wanted to go exotic. We listened to 'Quit playing games with my heart' was are "taunting" song.

8. Television time was not just about crying, bitching and plotting.

9. Cartoons were better & funnier than the Disney channel. We knew the title song to each one of them, in English AND in Hindi.

10. And the title song to this one, still make our eyes wet with nostalgia.


11. How about a little embarrassment? Let's talk about fashion. (Embroidery jeans, bell sleeves and velvet bell bottoms - RAD)

 12. Admit it, you too had one of those shiny pants. 

P.S. This was the coolest movie of our times

13. These were our hot wheels

14. Until they showed up.

15. We have all taken our best shoes out and have done this at least once.  And boys, this is how we discovered Ayesha Takia, way before y'all did. If you know what I mean ;-)

16. This was the first English movie we watched, however we refrained from watching it with our family because of the painting and the car sex scene.
We hated the end. Why can't the keep they main actor alive, like Bollywood does!!!

17. While we are at sad endings, her death was the hardest thing to deal with.
Watch the stairs lady!

18. This is what we read the most in our library period.

19. Birthdays were taken way too seriously.

20. And we not just filled, but owned one of these bad boys.

21. Friendships day was bigger than Diwali and we always wanted to be the one with the highest number of friendship bands on hand.

22. But it was always hard to find one of these.

23. Then SHE came in our life and we were always out of our pocket money,

Because we wanted to get one of these.

24. Remember that crazy trend of tattoo Jewelry? How hot were we?!! :-|

25. We hated the moment every time our moms got this devil out.

26. And those five famine days when we couldn't eat anything because we wanted to do this.

27. Talk about food and we get the fanciest things today, but where can we find this?

28. Getting our first email address was the biggest accomplishment. Not to mention the cheesy usernames that we gave. What was yours, sweetangel2000@yahoo.co.in?

29. This festival meant nine days of freedom. 

30. But the best part about growing up was our school.


*sob sob sob*


It doesn't matter what our personal evolution made us today, however these little things will always remain the most important part of our life.

Did I miss anything?


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Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Happy First Anniversary

I must make myself stand in the center of a stage that is placed in the center of all the bloggers and have them throw eggs and tomatoes at me. I am the sinner who got too lazy to put up a one-year anniversary post of her own blog. I know how much it means to the bloggers as I have read their posts.

Although, I made this blog in the July of 2011, I gathered the potency to write my first post exactly one year ago.

To be honest, this blog was not like my diary or like my baby or my friend. For me, it was a medium to channel my views, my amateur writing, my beliefs, my callings towards the society and my urgency in trying to talk about some social issues that were hitch hiking in my head from years.

Now, when I look back and read my past blog posts, I feel surprised by how much I could express and emote, regardless of being an introvert. I am overwhelmed by the response too. I never thought thousands of people would actually take the pain to visit this blog and read my ramblings. Every single comment here was like a reward.

So, I thank every single one of you, who have been a part of My Cactus Dress.

The ones who left inspiring and encouraging words, the ones who agreed with my beliefs, the ones who appreciated my efforts, the ones who left essay-comments (you were my favorite), the ones who giggled with me, the ones who got wrathful along with me, the ones who shared their stories after reading mine, the ones who just Liked my posts, the ones (thousands) who came to get the McVeggie recipe to fill their burger-hungry bellies, the ones who Followed me, the ones who gave those cute awards, the ones who came through Google search, even the one who landed on my blog with the Google search "Madhuri Dixit without clothes". Yes, I am talking to you Mr. Pervy Perverson. You all were a part of it.  Every single one who brought this blog to 30,000 views in just a year without a single hateful comment or an upset reader.

Thank you.
Yeah and that happened in one year too.

It was a beautiful journey. I look forward to more memories.


One love,




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Wednesday, October 9, 2013