A friend whose name is anonymous to me!!

At 9 A.M. every monday to saturday, i meet a friend of mine.. who says nothing, does nothing but a smile...a smile?!
and we are friends..
His broad brimmed spectacles, his immensely wrinkled face, eyes looks as if he had undergone some cataract surgery before in past..
his chhaddi is a scarecrow for every dog in that lane..
His yellow tikka his dhoti, with black socks, black leather shoes.. he almost look as if he was a bania dukaandaar in his yesteryears..
Now he walks at 9 as its winter time..with his each step, he undergoes several pains to take his next breathe but he never gives up walking..
Once in monsoon days.. i saw him taking a long walk from our colony to the market gate.. with his big black umbrella..
Sometimes i find it strange to see why he is pushing himself to hard, on another span of time.. i feel good to see him walking and finding his own directions.
I really dont know if he lives nearby my house, may be Yes thats why we often meet each other, but from where he comes from??
His tiredness seems to be my answer..
He must be residing somewhere far..

Today morning.. i felt so good to see him with his face covered with monkey cap..yet he smiled at me, his big cheeks rolled up with gladness pushing his big spectacles to come out of the caps void space.. to see me giving a bleak welcome smile..

On one day He asked me once with a puffy blow coming out with breathless feeling.. kaisi he ab??
and i felt astonished?!
As how he came to know about my almost fatal appendix rupture?!

I wish i could ask him some questions.. but am afraid in doing so..
i dont want to talk to strangers..but is he any stranger to me??
i meet him almost every time i go out in mornings..
my fitness level rises when i see him fighting him to gain his own..

Am thinking to ask him how he knows me tommorrow..