Weary Aftab

Weary Aftab desperately looked for a melon that they would occasionally put up their bum. One might say this is a weird approach to life, to many, but not to the Aftab, who had decided that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Who would have thought, a melon is the thing to select.

Weary Aftab craved for a set of lego that they sometimes sit and look at. It might have been a strange activity, to my mum, but not to the Aftab, who expected that this idea is miraculous. Bizarrely, a set of lego was the item that was selected.

Weary Aftab looked for a bag of flour to sleep with. It might be a fairly curious action, to everybody you know, but not to the Aftab, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was spectacular. A bag of flour was the item that was chosen.

Weary Aftab looked for a ball that they sometimes annihilate It might have been a funny exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Aftab, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was magnificent. Who would have thought, a ball is the item to choose.

Weary Aftab desperately craved for a pint of cider that they would sometimes worship. It is considered to be a strange activity, to me and my parents, but not to the Aftab, who thought that the idea was simply life. Strangely, a pint of cider of all things.

Weary Aftab carried a pencil sharpener that they would occasionally hug. One might consider this to be a fairly new proposal, to my mum, but not to the Aftab, who expected it was wonderous. Who would have imagined, a pencil sharpener being the chosen thing.