Why do I love EPC so?

Of course, it is retoric question. I don't know others' feelings, but I feel myself free here. Like I see another - more intelligent, optimist person on me. Probably, it is the slavery of my first impression. Anyways, it doesn't matter. I realized that yesterday. Yesterday I was in a bad mood, couldn't understand why I was feeling so. Found power to come to EPC. Barely came. Began feeling myself better. Talked with my friends. Asked myself: Why is my mood changing? Then I paid attention to surroundings. Everything was different. People. Scope. Atmosphere. Worldviews. You may ask: why are you saying that those people are different? They are people too, aren't they? Now I have found the answer. Those people had their own aims, goals, intentions! Boys, girls, guys, ladies, men, women... Suddenly I stared at old woman. She was standing out of crowd of people with her little grandson. Both of them were smiling. I tried to listen to their conversation. Grandson was telling her a poem by heart. Grandma was proud of her son. I could see a little teardrop on her face. When he stopped speaking, she hugged him warmly with love. An intense appeared inside of me. Like something glistened! At that time I remembered my childhood. I remembered the huge of my grandmother. I remember it like it was yesterday. I was running around my grandmother with telling a russian poem. She was smiling at that time and when I stopped running and telling poem out loud, she hugged me and said:
- My grandson Mukhammadsarvarbek will be a great person! He will bring me to Mecca! He will be the best one in the world!..
I felt someone's hand on my shoulder. That was my friend. He said that the lesson has started. I didn't think that one's mood was able to change momentally. I saw myself as a person who can do something valuable, like Makhatma Gandi saw himself as a rescues of Indians. I felt myself better, breathed deeply and before entering into classroom said: 'I love EPC!'...