51/100 of Frankenstein – Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley I have no idea why but as and when the word Frankenstein used to come to my mind – I used to think of it / he was a man / ghost / robot or some kind of animal put together by a maverick scientist by taking parts of various animals or humans. Finally I get to read the book and set the score straight that it was actually Frankenstein (Victor) who makes the “Creature” and no the other way round. Heart touching story of an experiment gone wrong (rogue) and what happens next when its actually made and left on its own. How the Creature is made (not in too much details) its repercussions on its maker and his own family is the story. Initially it is written in the format of letters being written by a guy who is on some kind of voyage across the globe to his own sister, where he gets to meet Frankenstein and later it becomes the first person account of the maker itself to the world, followed by Creatures story to his own maker. The account of the Creature as how he sees us humans is an eye opener and something which indeed put a lump in my throat – poor soul. As he narrates his own story of survival where he tries never to hurt anyone yet he keeps getting hurt by us just because of his looks. What he does in anger or as a revenge to his maker changes their life forever. His one last request or demand with his maker before he promises to never appear on the face of the earth is heart touching, what was the demand? The loyalty of reader keeps shifting from Creature to Frankenstein and back to the Creature. Superb Book.