Disabled Verve!

It is about a man, who is at the verge of facing many interesting lessons and some bizarre consequences. One night, he was walking across a street in the heavy fog, under those dim and long street lights, with an English hat on his head, long coat of his fit, smoking a cigarette, a sharp frown on his face and his eyes blinking every one second. It's clear that this man was 'thinking'. He did not know where he was going and what was the purpose of his late night walk. I happened to cross him and asked him, "what are you doing here at this odd time?", he said, "I am going to see the morning", and went on walking. He never looked back. The real question is, what was I doing there at that odd time? The only thought in my mind for this night was, "Lets call this man Verve."