To my little girl with thick rimmed glasses and tear laced eyes.
When you look in the mirror, remember your mother.
When you look at God, pray for your father because he needs it.
God knows where God has kept him all these years. God, he must be in hell and I am only getting there.
When strangers stop to ask your name, say 'Madhubala', walk away.
When horny boys with baggy jeans and hungry eyes whistle, do not clutch your notebooks close to your chest.
Do not tear up, do not hold back.
Straighten your chin, lift your foot, and deliver a punch with the strength you never thought you had but I always knew you did. Then, run.
Do not look back.
Do not be scared.
I am watching, do not make me ashamed.
When a boy with a shiny car and a shinier Rolex tells you he loves you, say thank you. Do not reciprocate.
When the boy with money and a heavy hand holds your wrist, jerk back. Yank his arm, stab his chest.
Get away.
Do not regret this.
Do not look back.
When a handsome looking lass saves you from the goons, treat him to lunch.
If he calls for more, say no, hang up.
When you see a boy who will make your dreams come true, do not waver.
Turn them true yourself. Build a house, build a company.
Go back. See if he will still follow through.
Do not mistake fear, humiliation, shame, or force for love.
It is not, your mother knows best.
If he locks you in his room, break the window, break a wall.
Do not stay with him.
Do not fear.
When he says you have no one, leave him.
When he threatens you with his fist, with his dick, leave him.
Do not regret this.
Do not look back.
When you find your heart broken into pieces too many to repair, know that love is on the way.
And when you finally find a man who worships you the way you deserve, hold him close.
Do not let go, do not waver, do not be ashamed. Let out your heart.
Be vulnerable.
Be strong.
Be Madhubala.
When you bear a little girl who looks just like you, love her. Cherish her like I never cherished you.
Teach her everything you know about the world.
Set her free.
Let her feel her precious heart break a million times, by a million losers who never knew her worth.
But be close enough to hold her when she cries.
When you come home from a hard day's work, call your daughter.
When you grow a head full of grey hair and smile full of wrinkles, do not make your first makeup mistake and buy an anti-ageing lotion.
You should have worn sunscreen when I told you so.
Call your daughter, tell her what not to do.
When you look in the mirror, remember your mother.
(Based on Jeanann Verlee)