Colours

Couleur de vie, couleur de joie

I can't believe its been one year since my trip to Iran. Sitting at my desk today, I suddenly thought of this scene. I remember I was waiting for my driver to fill up the tank. I remember the colours catching my attention through the stained windscreen. But I can't remember why I took the photo. I guess the reason did matter then and it should not matter now. Now, it is all starting to blur at the edges. Fading to black. How time flies.