A Birthday Surprise for Pallavi On March 2nd, I was at home in Kolhapur when my phone suddenly rang. It was Pallavi, my best friend. "I hate you!" she said as soon as I picked up. Confused, I asked, "What happened, Pallavi? Why are you so angry?" "You don’t remember, do you? You forgot something very special," she replied. I quickly looked at the calendar—and my heart sank. It was her birthday! I felt terrible for forgetting. Without wasting any time, I went out to buy her favorite red roses. Then, I decided to make her a birthday cake myself. It wasn’t perfect, but it was made with love. I went to her house with the roses and cake. When she opened the door, I said, "I’m so ...