-----Helen is My Best Friend-----
When I was in Germany, I spent as economically as possible because I was living on the savings from the job back home. Although, right this moment, I had also got the offer of a job in a reputable company, I was still frugal. I bought an old fashioned monitor with CPU but with internet access, the only way of communicating with people at a distance. I did not have a cell phone. I thought I could do without it all those years back. And I did make it that way relying solely on yahoo messenger for either quick or short message exchanges.
In the early afternoon of one weekend, my two guy friends living in another dorm some distance away invited me to lunch by leaving a message on yahoo messenger. Yahoo messenger was always up on my computer and it was not long before I noticed it.
I got ready and switched trains and was soon at their doorstep. We had a hearty and relishing lunch together, and I felt great to have such great friends. After lunch we sat down chatting.
In the midst of our conversation I started talking about my Chinese friend, Helen who took me to distant shops, families and gatherings. Not only that, she was the one who even helped me settle down, and recently she was the person to help me, along with her husband, to get my computer at a cheap rate from a shop whose directions I would have never found out by myself. I concluded, hence Helen is my best friend.
Now the two people I was talking with were an old classmate, Anik from my home country and the other one, also being from the same place was my current classmate, Shoeb. Now Anik gave a quick look at Shoeb and remarked, "Look Rosina, how pale and gloomy Shoeb has become!! You didn't say, "Shoeb is my best friend!!" Shoeb couldn't hide his embarrassment, but we all ended up laughing heartily and happily together.
When I went back to the dorm, I found Helen in the kitchen and shared the story tale that I just had with my guy friends, and I shared a hearty laugh again for the second time for the day.