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There is a village called Niwana.
In which there is an old Seth.
He gives everyone dal-sugar and tells everyone, please give money of this price.
On hearing this, people say, Seth ji, this dialogue has become old.
Every day the price of dal-sugar increases, as if the interest increases on the principal.
On hearing this, Seth laughs and says, brother, this is the age of inflation.
No matter how much you earn, earning is always a job, it will fall short.
Seth said such a thing on hearing which people say, Seth ji, how will this age of inflation kill you.
On hearing this, Seth's face wrinkled, inflation eats up some people half and some people full. It has no relation with anyone
Still, every house has a son-in-law
This son-in-law is expensive
That's why it is named
Inflation is the age of inflation.
What a thing Seth ji
Eyes have opened which were closed for a long time
The world has suffered due to inflation
But while casting vote
Let's talk about something else.
And then it keeps saying for years
Inflation is hitting very hard
Keeps singing the same old tune
It is the age of inflation.
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What an interesting poem on inflation!...well done 👏👏