Mohamed Osman is my Hero

Today I did something very thrilling. I saw him on his two wheeler riding in the street. I followed him and stopped him. He said he was on duty and on his way to deliver Pizza. I asked his name and took his picture. Not because he looked smart in his uniform wearing a helmet. Not because he was riding a scooter which was attractive and designed to advertise. But because Mohamed Osman was working on a Friday.