The Confused Aftab

The Confused Aftab often carried a helmet that they liked to worship. It would have been a different thing to do, to me and my parents, but not to the Aftab, who considered that the idea was miraculous. Who would have thought, a helmet would be the chosen thing.

The Confused Aftab looked for a porno magazine that they would embrace. This might appear to be a different thought, to my neighbour, but not to the Aftab, who thinks it was breathtaking. A porno magazine was the item that was selected.

The Confused Aftab desperately craved for a cup that they liked to watch for 10 minutes every morning. This seems to be a fairly original undertaking, to me and my parents, but not to the Aftab, who thinks that this idea is sublime. A cup of all things.

The Confused Aftab desperately needed a cup that they would sometimes demolish. This is certainly a fairly different action, to me, but not to the Aftab, who expected that this idea was exciting. Strangely, a cup is the thing to opt for.

The Confused Aftab often carried a wig that they would occasionally hug. One might say this is an original thing to do, to me and my husband, but not to the Aftab, who assumed it was breathtaking. A wig being the chosen thing.

The Confused Aftab found a set of lego that they sometimes insert somewhere. It would be a fairly odd proposal, to my grandpa, but not to the Aftab, who felt it would be magnificent. Bizarrely, a set of lego is the thing to choose.