My Crazy Aftab

My Crazy Aftab desired a crown that they would worship. It should be a weird action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Aftab, who assumed that this idea was epic. You wouldnt have thought, a crown of all things.

My Crazy Aftab looked for a set square that they would often cuddle. It should have been a different thing to do, to my grandpa, but not to the Aftab, who feels that it was in fact, exciting. You wouldnt have thought, a set square was the item that was chosen.

My Crazy Aftab craved for a sword that they would hug. It is a fairly different approach to life, to me and my parents, but not to the Aftab, who expected that the idea was the most awesome idea. Who would have thought, a sword being the item selected.

My Crazy Aftab craved for a rubber chicken that they would occasionally sleep with. This seems an original suggestion, to my grandma, but not to the Aftab, who assumed that this idea was exciting. Remarkably, a rubber chicken is the item to opt for.

My Crazy Aftab desperately craved for a crown that they would sometimes hug. It should have been a fairly peculiar thought, to me and my children, but not to the Aftab, who thinks that this idea is sublime. Bizarrely, a crown is the thing to opt for.

My Crazy Aftab had a teapot that they sometimes throw. One might consider this to be an astonishing idea, to you, but not to the Aftab, who had decided that this idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have imagined, a teapot was the item that was selected.