Why Are You Following Me

Yesterday, I went home late from an official function and I decided to use a motorcycle (Okada). On arriving home I alighted, paid the guy and left.

As I approached the gate, I saw the bike guy following, I quickly changed the direction and started moving away from the gate, but the guy continued following me. I moved faster, the guy increased his speed, then I realised I was in big trouble!

I ran faster, but he kept on following me even riding faster. I got tired and decided to stop, turned around and faced him like a man! So I asked him, "Why are you following me?"

The guy replied softly, "Sir, give me back my helmet."