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Dream traveler
In the dream
I had reached the railway station.
Now I run through the hallway
Dodging people and baggage
Beggars sprawled on the floor
Asleep.
Slipping, cutting across long queues where
Travelers stood patiently
Tired, shoulders sloping, eyes vacant
Unmindful of the dust, sweat and the sullen children.
Past the metal detector and the indifferent policemen,
Frantic, I look up and down the platform and then
Speed to the stairway over the rails, to the next platform.
Now I pant, I feel pain in my chest, I gasp.
Down the steps, past the vendors of tea, water and snacks
Past the trolleys with sacks of mail.