Their Foolish Aftab

Their Foolish Aftab desperately searched for a bat that they would often share. It would be a funny activity, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Aftab, who had decided it was fun. You wouldnt have thought, a bat was the chosen thing.

Their Foolish Aftab often carried a CD player that they would often smash. This seems a fairly curious idea, to my grandpa, but not to the Aftab, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was exciting. Honestly, a CD player was the thing that was selected.

Their Foolish Aftab needed a teapot that they would watch for 10 minutes every morning. It should be a fairly astonishing approach to life, to me and my parents, but not to the Aftab, who expected that this idea was the most awesome idea. Honestly, a teapot was the chosen thing.

Their Foolish Aftab always had with them a block of cheese that they would occasionally throw. It should have been a fairly weird and wonderful undertaking, to my neighbour, but not to the Aftab, who assumed that the idea was wonderous. Remarkably, a block of cheese would be the thing that was chosen.

Their Foolish Aftab looked for a sponge to put on his head. It would have been a strange undertaking, to me, but not to the Aftab, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was wonderous. Remarkably, a sponge being the item selected.

Their Foolish Aftab had a piece of paper that they would occasionally demolish. It was considered to be a fairly bizarre activity, to many, but not to the Aftab, who had come to the conclusion it would be wonderous. Bizarrely, a piece of paper was the thing that was opted for.