"Crumbling Kinship : A Tapestry of Gratitude and Betrayal" - By Prakarshitha Borra of BA Final Year 

Picture Credit : Special Arrangement 

In shadows of kinship, trust was sown,

A family’s embrace, a haven to own.

Yet, the ties that bound, so fragile, so thin,

Crumbled beneath the weight of the unseen.

In halls of family, echoes of strife,

Where once was solace, now a fractured life.

Friends, once allies, turned to wield the knife,

A narrative of betrayal, cutting like a scythe.

Siblings, once pillars, now shattered and torn,

A heart once whole, in fragments is worn.

Extended kin, once a sanctuary, now scorned,

A trust obliterated, a foundation mourned.

Through wreckage of hopes, I bear the weight,

A soul battered, a spirit in its direst state.

Blame not cast on those who participate,

For my trust, my own, I must re-evaluate.

In this crucible of pain, gratitude finds its voice,

To friends, to parents, to siblings, a choice.

To the ones who broke me, yet offered a lesson,

A conflicted thank you, a bittersweet confession.

For every betrayal, a mirror to my soul,

A reminder to rebuild, to regain control.

In the ruins of trust, a chance to be whole,

A journey of healing, a narrative to inscroll.

So here’s my gratitude, wide and vast,

To every actor in this intricate cast.

In the tapestry of life, lessons amassed,

A thank you to the present, a farewell to the past.