Just as I thought I was done for the day,
My phone rang, scaring me away.
Guests were on their way,
Unannounced, but in gay.
All I had were some chapatis and onions,
And I got my companion.
Sliced them up quickly into noodles,
Tossed up with masalas and talent,
Chatpata noodles had the guests gobsmacked,
My culinary skills saved my face.
Jugaad technique did work,
Shhhh!!! Don’t pass this word around!!!