Absence is charming, when it's visibly dead. (Caption) When I was little. Like fourteen. I used to skip classes a lot. Relatively more than anyone else in the batch. Once I took a week off cause of viral infection. A girl who called herself my friend came up to me, just to let me know that when others take a leave, their absence is felt. But you.. No one missed you. She giggled. No one even realized you weren't here. I still remember how I felt, but never verbalized it. Maybe there is no name to it. Just one more wrinkle on my brain. Maybe this made me nicer than enough to people, who didn't necessarily deserve it. I couldn't say 'No' for an answer. I watched the movie Mean-Girls live in my high-school. The classic dialogue still rings in my head.
