Saffron

I really like this one. It was probably put there during the celebrations of one of our fundamentalist political parties. The fluttering saffron flag strung across the road did not inspire any feelings of religious pride in me, nor did it invoke any memories of great warriors of the past. It was just a simple sight of beauty. By the time I had gotten my camera along, the clouds had obscured the view of the great blue.

Saffron is just a beautiful colour, like them all.