That makes me thankful

I had gloomy , weird thoughts contrary to my personality till now
But all of us have THAT ONE moment in our lives
When the brain washes off the unnecessary thoughts that block our grey cells from thinking and analysing , the scenario becomes clear very clear.
This poem cum whatsoever you tag it , describes that moment of my lives when I wiped away my gloomy , blurred thoughts and let the fresh air in. Read through the whole thing if you wish to understand ,

It's past midnight
It's past one
I sit alone to kill my syllabus
My neighbour turns on his television
He raises the tune ,So as the next door can listen

Why did he do this ? What's the occasion?
I questioned myself
Tensed to finish my syllabus
My friends call me
I Pretend as if sleep has bugged me

He switches the channel
Plays something spiritual
I weep again and scold myself
Wondering why I hadn't finished before
And left it till the eleventh hour

The next moment the building goes booming
My haircells are syncing and blooming
I close my ears

The sound doesn't seem to come under control
It goes till the next door
I plan to knock his door
And say brother, mind using your remote control

The good soul in me tells me not be rude
My book stares at me and says wear a hood , instead
Because it was the first time his soul was out of control

I complied to my conscience
Waited till the clock stuck one

Very next moment I began to listen to the sound
Sat quietly on the ground

I listened to carefully to the television
Trying to calm down my aggression

The speaker said about the distance between  the Mohammedans and the almighty
Musa (a.s) had 70,000 curtains when he spoke to his deity
He wished he was a Mohammedans so that he could be so close to the all knowing
I cried alone , thought how ungrateful I was
I was born alhamdulillah as a Muslim
I was more than lucky to have learnt the tauheed by the age of one
My momma told me that he was all knowing
Granny told me he was forgiving
My teacher taught me to bow my knees thanking
My friends told me he was all giving,
to stretch my hand and ask him
My daddy told me that he would take in account,
 all the right and the wrong are judged by him
Aunty told me he has a book that has all the past and the present
Brother told me he knows when I lie
He's going to punish me in a while
My sister told me he that he is forgiving
How many ever mistakes I do he is going to forgive
Only if he wishes
I was lucky to be able to read the message he sent to the Mohammedans
The message had the knowledge like an ocean
Momma tried to make me memorise each one by one
There's none other greater than the ONE
Things were good and pretty cool
Unless I went to the school

I met the good
And the bad ones
Who lied and moved like none
They left me surprised
I went home switched on the tv
Tried to immitate their dresses of the baby

Falsehood and deceit took me along
I began to wrong
But never knelt down
Swagged like an actor
Spoke like a liar

Things changed a bit later
He called me at his place on earth
It was Makkah
Alhamdulillah

I saw his place
Bowed in obedience
Swore to myself
To be truthful to myself and everybody else
With him alone I swore to share my secrets

Days passed and my mind got clouded
The satan had already resided
In my brain , heart and nerves
I lost cool
And spoke with scorn
Evil things I saw around

I now hear that and feel so lucky
To blessed with everything from all mighty
A feel in me makes me guilty
I assess myself and my duty

I feel depressed
And stressed

I bowed to him in my prayer
Asking for forgiveness from the forgiver
I left my life car to my life's driver
I move back and thank him for the journey so far

I thanked him for making me a Mohammedans
When the world is making rounds around the Bethlehem
He said the ones who rule there will be the rulers of the world
I don't over think about who should rule
 my mind isn't actually so cool
The field of my thoughts is immature
He knows all
He does all
His plans are the best
I leave my thoughts and go to rest

I thank him for being so accessible to me
My internet dies in the closed room
He helps me out even when there is no room
He guides me when my map errors
He saves me from the rash drivers

He gives me warmth
When it's cold
He keeps me grounded
When I scorn
He joins me
When I'm torn apart

There is no love in the world
That's more true
Than the almighty cause he loves you
For what you are

I cried to him
Begging him to make me pretty
Now I realise that I m guilty
I questioned his creation
He who plans for the nations
Of not only humans
But of the Ginns and the angels

I thank him for what I am
For now I know there is reason for every creation
I thank him
I thank him
With a loud voice I say alhamdulillah

For he protected me for any harm
Naaudhubillah...