Haath ko Aaya, Muh na laga

I was sitting idle in the office, had no major pending tasks. So, went to the pantry, grabbed a cup of coffee and sat down to see the ships sailing away from harbour. This is the best place in Hongkong, my office pantry, facing the sea and sitting on 20th floor makes it even more tempting.

Suddenly my phone rings, its my mom. She tells me that someone from my colony is visiting Hongkong. So, do you want something? Normally I say No to all these things. It's not that I don't like sweets or home made snacks. It's because I am alone here these days and a loner can't eat so much and the amorous feelings that are being shipped by loved ones goes down in the dustbin, which I do not like.
However, this time I said ok and asked them to send some sweets and some new clothes as well.
I usually have this knack of getting overly excited about any such thing and then when it doesn't turn out well, I feel sad.
So, this friend from my neighbourhood didn't even called me once to collect the packet. I kept waiting for his call and after 3 or 4 days, my parents told me that he has came back and didn't find any time to deliver the packet. No need to say, I was a bit angry and disappointed at the careless attitude shown by my friend. However, I consoled myself and allowed me a treat of Rochers in place of "Boondi ke Ladoo". Haath ko Aaaya but Munh naa laga.