2 + 2 = 4.00000

Sunny Wednesday afternoon and I'm heading back to work. The sun drenches. Colours are extra special today and all humans and animals are in a post-luch coma. A little kid about 2 feet tall is trying to thumb a ride near the railway tracks so I stop for him. He climbs on to Cockroach over the course of a minute making it look like an Everst ascent. Presently we start moving and I begin interrogating him in the local lingo - Kannada.
Me: So what's your name?
Him: Kartik
Me: What school do you go to?
Him: St. Anthony's public school
Me: What grade are you in?
Him: Grade 5
Me: What's your favourite subject?
Him: English
Me: English? So do you speak any English?
Him: A little bit
* language of interrogation changes to English here *
Me: So what's your name?
Him: Mai name is Kaartik
Me: How old are you Kartik?
Him: I am olding fine
* hmmm.... *
Me: Sorry - how old are you Kartik?
Him: I AM OLDING FINE

* suddenly I figure out his logic and the afternoon silence is shattered by my helpless laughter *

How are you = I am fine
How old are you = I am olding fine

Super! He made my day. I finish laughing, give him some English lessons and drop him home.