13 Number thirteen, supposed to be an unlucky number, isn’t it? Preeti called me in the afternoon and asked me to come home, she had a planned a surprise for me. I agreed only on one condition, that there should not be butter coated parathas. When I reached home, Princess Preeti opened the door. She looked funny though. Floor mill was all over her face. “What are you up to?” I asked “Surprise!!!”, she said and went into kitchen “That’s true, but what is it?” “I am preparing a cake”, and looking around she said “just for you” Preetu pushed