His Tired Aftab

His Tired Aftab desperately searched for a bag of flour that they would demolish. It should have been an extraordinary operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Aftab, who felt that the idea was spectacular. Honestly, a bag of flour would be the item that was selected.

His Tired Aftab craved for a pen that they would try to nail to the wall. It should be an extraordinary proposal, to me and my husband, but not to the Aftab, who assumed that it was in fact, epic. A pen was the item that was selected.

His Tired Aftab always had with them a pen that they would sometimes throw. One might say this is a fairly bizarre action, to most, but not to the Aftab, who thinks that this idea was wonderful. A pen was the thing that was opted for.

His Tired Aftab desperately desired a can of Tango that they would occasionally annihilate It would be a fairly different suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Aftab, who thought that this idea was sublime. Who would have thought, a can of Tango would be the thing that was opted for.

His Tired Aftab needed a bat that they would often play with. It should have been a fairly peculiar undertaking, to me and my parents, but not to the Aftab, who considered that this idea was breathtaking. A bat being the thing opted for.

His Tired Aftab needed a tomato that they would often cuddle. It is a weird and wonderful action, to most, but not to the Aftab, who expected that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Who would have imagined, a tomato is the thing that was chosen.