Reading about the NSEL scam now, it feels like a distant tale of big-city trading promises gone sour, where investors' money got trapped in warehouses that were nearly empty. It reminds me of the year a pandal committee from Kolkata gave a huge advance for a clay Durga, then vanished before Puja—leaving me with an idol and an empty pocket. Sometimes, the grandest deals have the flimsiest foundations, just like my worry over this new kiln. You learn that trust, whether in a financial exchange or a handshake order, is the most fragile material of all.
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