My Nervous Aftab

My Nervous Aftab desperately desired a magic 8 ball that they would try to balance on their head. It should have been a new thought, to most, but not to the Aftab, who thought it would be wonderful. Who would have thought, a magic 8 ball was the item that was selected.

My Nervous Aftab found a chocolate bar that they would occasionally throw. It is a surprising activity, to me and my husband, but not to the Aftab, who feels that the idea was amazing. Who would have imagined, a chocolate bar is the item to choose.

My Nervous Aftab always kept a pen that they liked to eat. It is a fairly exciting undertaking, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Aftab, who thinks that this idea was wonderous. Bizarrely, a pen being the item opted for.

My Nervous Aftab owned a pint of beer to sit and look at. It might have been a bizarre suggestion, to everybody you know, but not to the Aftab, who expected that this idea was exciting. Who would have imagined, a pint of beer is the item that was chosen.

My Nervous Aftab always had with them a set square that they would often share. This is certainly a fairly different approach to life, to my children, but not to the Aftab, who considered that this idea was magnificent. Remarkably, a set square would be the thing that was selected.

My Nervous Aftab desperately wanted a stretchman to put down their trousers. It is an extraordinary approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Aftab, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was awe-inspring. Who would have imagined, a stretchman being the chosen thing.