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“Equity market investments are not risky at all. But people opt riskier ways to meet their goal for wealth maximization through stocks, and this results in wealth deterioration rather than creation. Either by investing directly in stocks or listing their companies in the stock market, almost every billionaire has been able to create enormous wealth. Then how can the stock market be risky? The path opted by retail investors is often risky and not the market.”

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STOCK MANTHAN : The Hunt for Multi-Bagger Stocks

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