Was it my Past Life?

I found myself among the lush green valley with terraced rice fields. I was among a group of girls and boys who had come to visit the place. It looked like we were on a school tour. But when we came upon a ruined house, suddenly I had a feeling that I had been to that place before and everything seemed so familiar to me. I even knew how the house looked like when it had seen its better days. I even told my friends that I had been to this place before. Then everything went into a flashback for me like in the movies.

I was the one who stayed in that house which was now in ruins. I was a teenager and I was walking along a path and suddenly I felt somebody hold my hand. I could not see his face but I somehow knew that person and was happy to be with him. We walked together holding our hands for quite sometime. After sometime he was no more with me and I was walking alone. I was lost in his thoughts, happy to have met him and may be was returning home when suddenly a bus came from nowhere in front of me and ran over me. I had no time to escape since the road was too narrow and I was thrown off the road after hitting the bus. I screamed and I could feel piercing pain in my legs and could not move my legs.

It was at that moment that I woke up and found that I was still screaming. I had seen a dream but it was so real that I could remember every single detail clearly from the dream. I saw this dream when I was in school but I can still recollect it even today. I wondered then and I wonder now whether it had something to do with my past life. The interesting thing or the unbelievable thing is that when I got married years later and went to his village, the scenery was something similar to what I had seen in my dream. The whole experience was nostalgic to me.