Am I living in a dream,

Or, are my dreams living in me?

Walking through the streets I feel,

I have seen these places in memory;

Working in the office I see,

An environ quite known to me;

Seeing faces and shaking hands,

Traversing seen and unseen lands,

There is a strange familiarity,

As if I am living once more,

In a world that's not strange for me:

I wish I fathom how and when,

I became a part of history--

Re-enacting again and again,

Roles chalked out in my destiny.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Composed in Karachi in July 2007.

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