My exams are deferred as of now and a sigh of respite is let out on my part. The exam system in India is worthless. You start cramming stuff just weeks prior to the test, stay awake the night before the exam and puke out all the matter in the examination hall. You ask, you cheat, you copy, you fail, you are scolded, you feel humiliated, you make sky high promises of regularly attending classes and habitually studying from the very next sem and then contentedly put the unattainable thought out of your mind just the next day. Anyway, my fetish for changing my orkut profile picture still persists. I get bored of a picture very easily and go on to change it every other day. I start clicking self images whenever I hit upon a camera around…..my own cell, dad’s cell, mom’s cell and any other cell I can get hold of is weighed down with my pictures in all feasible postures, with all doable expressions and in all achievable extent of smiles. I stare at these pictures, admire some, frown at some, transfer the better ones to my computer, admire them, edit the good ones, admire them over, change the display pic in orkut and admire it yet again. My friends call it narcissism. I call it…well….never mind.