Conversations with a stranger - I

I am sure many of us get into situations where you get to (or have to) talk to a stranger. I too face such situations many a times. But one of the most frequent has been conversations happening on the Scooty on the way to office or the way back from office. I give lift to people and sometimes the conversations that come out of this act are simply amusing. Take this latest one that I had with a school going boy when I gave him a lift.

Boy (In Telegu): What is this sound coming from under the scooty

Me (Not hearing any sound): There is no sound that I can hear. There is no sound.

Boy: No, I can hear a sound.

Me: Well maybe, this scooty is old. Quite possible.

Boy: How old is this scooty

Me: 10 years old

Boy: That means how many months

Me(doing the 12*10 calculation in my mind): 120 months

Boy: Oh ok. How much is it in weeks?

Me (doing the 52*10 calculation in my mind and not accounting for leap years for brevity) : 520 weeks

Boy: Ok. How many days is it?

Me: (doing the ...365*10...) 3650 days

Boy: Ok so 10 years is 120 months, 520 weeks and 3650 days. Do you know Telegu?

Me: Very less.

Boy: Hmm

Me: Which class are you in?

Boy: V class

Me: Which school

Boy: K V Gachibowli

Me: Is it near the stadium

Boy: I don't know

Me: What is your name

Boy: Hinduvardhan

Me: What?

Boy(spelling it out):  H I N D U V A R D H A N

Me: What does it mean?

Boy: I don't know

Me: You should ask your mother. You should know that your name means.

Boy (obviously returning the favor): What is your name

Me: Aishwarya

Boy: What does it mean?

Me: Prosperity

Boy(By this time he has got down and standing and talking): Pros-per-ity Hmm. How old are you?

Me: 30 years old

Boy: Are you married?

Me: Yes and I have a kid

Boy: Oh! You are lucky! For how long have you been married

Me: around one and a half years...

Boy(doing some mental calulations): And you already have a kid???

Me (smiling): My daughter is 20 days old

Boy: Nice

Me: Ok, now I will go

Boy: Ok bye!

As I speed away, he notices that Army sticker on the back of my scooty and asks me "You...Army?" Already having gone a distance, further explanation is not possible so I say yes and proceed.