504 on the list

Who is this 504 on the list?

The 5-feeter lumpy with a broad chest, shaven face,

A lecherously bald head, thickened hair at the temples,

And bewildered looks;

Grappling with his forties, hidden under

The stone-wash shirt,

Wearing a fossilized smile on his face

Even in these days of solemn concern.

He loiters lonely in crowded streets

And returns home late in the evening.

Obsequious even to us and his subordinates,

Unmindful of his chair.

Nika has seen him buying

Pt.Hariprasad Chaurasita’s flute and the sun;

I myself saw him

Gazing at the main gate of the Girls’ College

They say he knows English, but falters

Whenever he is asked to say his views.

His neighbours say he reads a lot,

And he is shy to see the ladies of other apartments

He is not ashamed of helping his wife in the kitchen.

Today, when all the doubts are gone,

And the dreams is to come true,

His face is expressionless as usual.

Why to leave anything for guess?

Tick off his name.