Mirror, mirror, on the wall!
Once upon a time there was a man named Narcissus, a hunter in the Greek mythology, apparently renowned for his beauty. Narcissus was the son of the river god Cephissus and the lymph Liorope. One fine day while Narcissus was on a hunt, he came across a nymph, Echo. She saw his beauty and immediately fell for him. Echo tried to pursue him but Narcissus wouldn’t have any of it. He pushed her away and asked her not to trouble him thereafter. Echo was thus disheartened for life. When Nemesis, the goddess of revenge, came to know of the incident, she decided to teach Narcissus a lesson. She led him to a pool of water, wherein he saw his own reflection and thought it to be of someone else’s and fell in love with it. It was only later that he realised what he saw was his own reflection. He fell in despair because his love could not be reciprocated and he subsequently burnt in passion, turning into a golden and yellow coloured flower. From this story is derived our present usage of the term ‘na...