You and my dry rose - Part 1

She was sitting ahead of me in the bus.  Her long breath taking hair, smile while reading some random messages in her phone, gold earrings gleamed against her dusky cheeks. I couldn't take my eyes off her. The continuous bus horn was trying to divert my attention from her. Finally, it succeeded. Timings.. crushes..!! I glanced around and it was time to get off the bus. We reached office. I am a married man and this journey from home to office was a part of my weekdays routine. My wife was my life when we were newly married but slowly with time every day's fight and arguments have ruined our relationship to a level where it seem difficult to stay together under the same roof. Love seems to be very hard and poisonous to me, I have stopped believing in it. Some days i feel really down, i often cry but manage to hide it. We stay away from our parents in a metropolitan city where life runs faster than time. My office environment is normal, bossy manager-clever colleagues-untrained juniors-onsite pressure-high responsibilities. I have been paid good but my wife earns a little more than me which she never forgets to remind me. Piles of files on my battered desk clearly defines my Monday blues.
Oh. so it was my turn to bring vegetables today from the market. Great..!
I grinned. Inside, i feel i am the best and the most stupid husband at the same time where i don't know how to refuse to my wife for anything. 'The sky turned to a light, dusky purple littered with tiny silver stars' I was walking silently with head full of thoughts and handbag full of vegetables and then through my glasses I saw HER ? Did i saw HER ?
My heartbeat fastened, i stopped like million thoughts all at once strike my mind.I immediately removed my glasses cleaned them and in a second I gave another stare.
I saw HER.
Oh ye..yeah... it was SHE.
My world just stopped. The whole body froze except a stubborn tear.
I cannot believe my eyes. My mind impeded to take steps towards her but then....