What an unreliable thing is time--when I want it to fly, the hours stick to me like glue. And what a changeable thing, too. Time is the twine to tie our lives into parcels of years and months. Or a rubber band stretched to suit our fancy. Time can be the pretty ribbon in a little girl's hair. Or the lines in your face, stealing your youthful colour and your hair. .... But in the end, time is a noose around the neck, strangling slowly.
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About Rohinton Mistry, A Fine Balance
Rohinton Mistry, A Fine Balance.
Themes
- Time — Reflections on the passage of time and how we spend it