Once again, deep from her slumber, the maiden awakes. With all her might, she releases a heartbreaking cry, lamenting her true love that never was, that could never be. Unmindful of the awestricken stares all around her, she continues to mourn her love that was never given a chance.
After about seven years, I got to watch the movie “American Beauty” again. Funny how the past seven years could make me look at the same movie in an entirely different way.
Seven years ago, I was a university student, dissecting the movie, analysing the symbolism, understanding the message. Now, I am a student of life, feeling the emotions, understanding the frustrations, and learning its lessons— life’s lessons.