Center of the world.

Aren't we all struggling to be in the center of the world? Aren't you? I believe the dingy room in which I live - with all my flabbergast-ions and suffocating bewilderment s' - as the center of the world. I believe, it's the place from where every boundaries begin or historic wars and civilizations have had begun. It's the place from where poles are given its latitude; clumsy complex networks of road-rail-sea routes begin. It's from my room, the great Travelers, Mariners and Explorers started their voyage. But you constantly argue it all began from yours. We fight. We Argue. Yet we all know: center is everywhere; we live fighting to own -- the center of the world! We all are striving hard to find the center of our-own-self-drawn equators. Aren't we?

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