Oh, moon, enchantress of the sky,
Your touch, a whispered lullaby,
In dreams, we soar, we wonder why,
Beneath your spell, we'll never die.

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# John Nash___

In a game of give and take,
Nash equilibrium we make.
Where each player's choice is best,
Balancing strategy, no unrest.

A state of balance, a point so fine,
Where no one gains by crossing the line.
In harmony, they all coexist,
Nash Equilibrium, where none resist.

So in this dance of strategy,
Nash equilibrium sets us free.
Where choices align, we find our way,
In this equilibrium, we'll stay.

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"Each Pray Accepted, Each Wish resigned "

Through highs and lows, we seek the light,
In every dawn, in every night.
Though paths may twist, and fate may bind,
Each prayer accepted, each prayer resigned.

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ECON
A new calendar, a fresh fiscal start,
New Year's Day, a market of the heart.
Inflation of hopes, may it be low,
Profitable friendships, let them grow.

Economic cycles, turning pages,
New opportunities, like market stages.
Opportunity cost of the past year's regret,
Invest wisely in futures, no time to forget.

Trade your worries for a brighter smile,
Exchange old habits, make it worthwhile.
Interest in learning, compound the gain,
Capital of knowledge, break every chain.

Budget your time, spend moments with cheer,
A surplus of love, make it last the year.

Economies of happiness, an upward trend,
May the New Year's balance sheet be joy to no end.

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"Don't burn me," he pleads to the night's dark sky,
"I'm not guilty, give my story a try."

A complex soul, misunderstood and feared,
His ten heads symbolize a past unclear,
Yet, in his heart, the pain of a lonely tear,
Ravan's plea for mercy, the world should hear.

Behind the masks, the secrets we may learn,
Ravan's plea for justice, a chance to earn.

Before we cast judgment in the fiery light,
Remember, in darkness, even demons can be right,
A message to society, in this silent night,
Give a chance, to see a better Sight.

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The scent of new rice fills the air,
A feast for all, a moment so rare.
With prayers and songs, the day takes flight,
Nuakhai, a festival, shining so bright.

The aroma of freshly cooked rice,
With curries and sweets, oh so nice.
Nuakhai is a time of bliss,
A celebration we wouldn't want to miss.

Goddess Samaleswari, we honor thee, For the bountiful harvest, for all to see.
As families gather, in unity they stand,
Nuakhai, the pride of Odisha's land.

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i -CONOMICS

There once was a supply and demand parade,
Where buyers and sellers comically displayed.
The demand curve danced with an eager sway,
While the supply curve tried to find its way.

Inflation appeared, causing quite a fright,
Prices soaring high, giving wallets a bite.
But fear not, said the central bank in haste,
We'll print more money, the problem we'll erase!

Monopolies played their game of dominance,
Holding markets tight with their arrogance.
But along came regulation, standing tall,
Breaking up their power, bringing fairness for all.

Economists debated, theories flew,
Trying to explain what markets would do.
From Keynes to Smith, a comedic fight,
With equations and models, all day and night.

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_____The Train 12841____

Just it was 6:30 ,
Reached the station with face beauty.
Booked a ticket Towards "Shalimar",
Unaware about the Coming Scars.
The whistle blows, a melodic call,
To passengers, both big and small,
As wheels commence their rhythmic chime,

Adventure beckons, in perfect rhyme.
Windows reveal a world outside,
Unfolding stories, secrets to confide,
A glimpse of lives on fleeting display,
As the train continues on its way.

But in the midst of this rhythmic dance,
A perilous circumstance takes its chance,
A collision of forces, a moment's misstep,
Leaving lives shattered, dreams unkept.The screech of brakes, a heart's lament,
As the train derails, destiny bent,
Passengers tossed amidst the chaos and fray,
Their hopes and aspirations blown away.

A symphony of screams fills the air,
As darkness descends, and panic's snare,
In shattered carriages, souls entwined,
Seeking solace, salvation to find.

Rescuers arrive, valiant and brave,
Amidst the wreckage, they tirelessly crave,
To save the wounded, to ease the pain,
A beacon of hope amid the rain.

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Water flow, Wind Blow Enough to know....
Deep and Dark , There is no Spark, Before the Snow

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The Maze

Let me Remember the Beautiful Night,
Where the Star Fought For Her Own Right ....

When the Cascades, Woods to fall a Sleep ,
Night comes to Dark & Deep....

All the Memories where She spent ,
"Endless Screaming" behind the Happiness....

All the Wrong turns where she take ,
And the 'Mirage' where she make....

Like a Shadow or a Comet ,
All the times almost she Break...

"Time to Sleep" Grandmother Said ,
Go & Prepare your Own Bed....

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