"Wow ! What an amazing view . Please bring papa's camera. I am going to click an image. “She said and I laughed " Haha ! I can't understand why you are crazy about 'amazing views ' which are only rainbows or sun set or rise " "It only means that you don't love beauty . You know why? Because you are not beautiful. ". I laughed more and she got angry. She was my only sibling and three years younger than me. She loved butterflies, flowers , rainbows ,and sunsets . I usually laughed when she got amazed on rainbows and sunsets. I laughed on her thoughts. She thought that these are miracles. My parents didn't say to her a word but I tried to convince her that these are not miracles. She didn't agree. I loved her but she only loved these ' amazing views '. She died two years ago but it seems that centuries have been passed without her. I felt so lonely after her death , but her words took me out of sorrow of her death . She told me to read Quran , so I started reading Quran as many as I can and I got answers of all my questions and I understood that miracle is not any cartoon character flying in the air but miracle is the flying bird . It is a normal thing but its deepness created aeroplanes . It is the great lesson taught by my sister, my best friend Ayesha . She is dead but she is alive in my heart because of her good deeds.