Conversation of X and Y

The following post is partly fictional.Which part-that is for you to figure out.....

X and Y are traveling in a bus from a small village to a big town.There are many smaller blink-and-you miss-it villages in between,the kind that most people traveling between the small village and big town tend to overlook.X is on summer vacation and Y is a person much older to X.X initially hesitates to strike a conversation but this is how it goes.......
Y:You're on summer vacation?
X:Yes,visiting my native(big town).And you?
Y:Same-only thing is very few people are aware of its existence.
X:Oh,Ok-So you visiting your parents there?
Y:No,actually I'm visiting my childhood friend.I used to play with her a lot,figured out that i fell in love with her.So going to ask her to marry me.
X:Sounds like some movie story!!!
Y:Oh,you like movies?Whose your favorite actor?
X:Shahrukh Khan....
Y:Oh him-he hardly has any body to show off....I like Salman Khan better....
X:But he aint as good an actor as Shahrukh Khan.When you're an actor,acting should be the top priority.A well maintained body is how you gauge models not actors.
Y:Hmmm....you seem to be very good at things.You good at studies too?
X:Yeah...quite good only.
Y:Which is the subject that you hate most?
X:Kannada...(gets a weird look from Y) Thats cause you gotta write lengthy answers in it....It doesnt make sense actually.
Y:Oh,thats a weird reason...then I hope you dont have to study Kannada for any longer than you should be doing it.
X:Whats your name?
Y:Sandeep.
X:Oh,thats a nice name.Whats your mother tongue?
Y:I speak Urdu.
X:Thats funny.Sandeep sounds more like a Hindu name.
Y:Yeah I know,but my friends used to call me that when i was a kid.I liked it,and introduce myself with that name only.
X:Oh,thats an interesting story.
Y:Yeah....I should be getting off now,my village is almost here.
X:Ok,good luck with the girl.
Y:Thank You-and you with Kannada.

There you go-I know its different,and weird...in an unexplainable way.
All characters in this post are partially fictional, and any relation to those dead or living are purely by coincidence.