In shadows deep, a whisper grew,
A tale of trust to misconstrue,
NTA’s promise, pure and bright,
Now cloaked in fraud, concealed from sight.
The tests they claimed, would pave the way,
For dreams to soar, for future’ days,
Yet whispers spread of darkened scheme,
Of answers sold, of a shattered dream.
A student’s hope, a fragile thing,
Betrayed by greed, a painful sting,
In silence, many tears are shed,
For paths un walked, for words unsaid.
The NTA, a beacon turned,
A lesson harsh, so deeply learned,
That trust, once lost, is hard to gain,
And leaves behind a lasting pain.
Yet from the ash, a voice must rise,
To pierce the dark, to seek the skies,
For truth and justice, loud and clear,
To end the fraud, to quell the fear.
For every scam, a light will shine,
In hearts that stand, in voices fine,
Together strong, we’ll make it known,
The seeds of trust, again be sown.
In the shadowed streets of the digital age,
Lurks a menace, an unseen rage.
NTA, a beacon once of trust,
Now tainted by the web’s cruel dust.
Students dream, with hopes so high,
A future bright, they aim to fly.
But scammers plot, in shadows deep,
Preying on those who strive, who leap.
Promises of help, of scores that gleam,
Whispers of shortcuts, a tempting dream.
They spin their tales, they weave their lies,
And many fall, and hope then dies.
Fraudulent forms, and phantom fees,
Lost in a forest of deceitful trees.
Passwords stolen, futures marred,
Young hearts broken, prospects scarred.
Oh, digital serpent, sly and quick,
Your venom spreads, and your tactics slick.
But truth and justice, strong and clear,
Will shine a light on every fear.
So stand up tall, and spread the word,
Let every voice be loudly heard.
Protect your dreams, your path, your name, Against the web of NTA’s shame.
For in the end, with courage bright,
We’ll conquer dark, restore the light.
Together strong, we’ll break the chain,
And rise above this scammer’s stain
In the halls of learning, a shadow falls,
A whisper spreads through ancient walls.
NTA, once a trusted guide,
Now tainted by the schemes that hide.
Students gather dreams held high,
Eyes bright as stars in the endless sky.
With books and pens, they face the test,
Striving hard to be the best.
But in the darkness, plotters scheme,
Preying on the hopeful dream.
They craft their lies with silver tongues,
On unsuspecting youth, they’ve sprung.
Guaranteed scores, just pay this fee,
We'll take you where you wish to be.
Emails, calls, and websites are fake,
Promises they weave, futures they take.
Forms so false, and passwords are stolen,
A web of deceit, so dark and swollen.
Bank accounts drained, identities lost,
A steep price paid, but at what cost?
Hope turns to horror, dreams to dust,
As trust is shattered, left to rust.
Bright futures dimmed by shadow’s touch, Ambitions stifled, hope not much.
Parents weep for their children’s plight,
Caught in scammers’ darkened night.
Educators too, in silent grief,
Witness trust turned to disbelief.
But from this darkness, we must rise,
With open hearts and wiser eyes.
Spread the word, let the truth be known,
To break the chains these scams have sown.
Report the fraud, expose the lies,
Shine light where hidden darkness lies.
Protect the young, their dreams so pure,
Against this menace, we must ensure.
Together, strong, we’ll forge a way,
To a brighter, scam-free day.
With vigilance and voices raised,
We’ll see these shadowed plots erased.
In unity, our strength is found,
We’ll stand our ground, we’re battle-bound.
For every student’s dream and aim,
We’ll rise and fight, we’ll end this shame
NTA, once again be true,
With trust renewed, we’ll start anew.
For in the end, with justice’s light,
We’ll banish darkness, win this fight.
NTA, a debt on education's trust,
A stain upon our system’s crust.
But with truth as our guiding star,
We'll reclaim our dreams, no matter how far
Doctor, a profession of trust so revered, Betrayed by NTA's NEET scam, hearts seared.
Students' hopes dashed, futures entwined, Yet in truth's pursuit, justice we'll find.
Doctor, a profession of trust, Betrayed by NTA’s NEET scam's unjust.
Yet through adversity, the truth will shine, Restoring faith in a profession divine.
In the pursuit of justice, we stand tall, Restoring faith in doctors who heed the call.
In the wake of deceit, justice shall prevail, Restoring honour, like wind fills a sail.

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