Well it has happened to almost everyone. Friends coming over on short notice , girlfriend at the door , Parents knocking one fine morning etc. In those tumultuous times , we took a clean laundered bed-sheet and spread over the mess. If anyone enquired; you always excused yourself by saying that you were about to dust the ceiling.
The same thing is prevalent everywhere I set my sights. In a particular state(make your guesses) , Television sets we handed out to mask the slow rate of rural upliftment. Mr. Sibal blamed BJP for the 3G mess , to avert eyeballs from UPA II . In another instance , our marionette of a PM ; blamed the coalition with the same propaganda on his mind.
The success rate of these measures is questionable. At some point of time we all became Part-Kryptonians (think Superman and smallville) ; evolution is indeed mysterious on many accounts. After leaving the bed-sheet unperturbed two times, my mother did lift it up on the third.