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Assalamu Alaikum my dear reader friends!! I've been so intrigued to write a post on this wonder novel, "Frankenstein" , written by Mary Shelley in 1818. I came across this absorbing article in The New Yorker , which was published to honour the bicentennial of this globally acclaimed book "Frankenstein" . [Thank you Dr. Anwar for sharing with us the article @Readers' Rendezvous ]. The article speaks of the motif behind the emergence and the reign of the novel, which has triggered criticism of many sorts, all these years. Being a scholar who's got "a nose for the new!", I couldn't resist but buy myself a copy of this critically devoured novel. Some say, the book was inspired from a short-fiction writing competition, held within the literary elite including Byron, Percy Shelley, Mary Shelley and John Polidori. Some biographers have made a note that Mary Shelley has etched this story as an aftermath of her first-born baby's death. ...

Assalamu Alaikum dear reader friends! This is my humble attempt of modifying Robert Frost's "MENDING WALL" into a technified version... Hope y'all would enjoy reading the post... Here it goes.. Have fun!! "MENDING WORD" Something there is that doesn't love a word, That makes a Gboard to glide-autocorrect-delete, And spins the meanings with no reason; And mends the word “two”, as “twist”. The work of emojis is another thing: I have mistook the “happy” one for “despair” Which I had forwarded to one friend after the other, But they seem to get the idea easily Of how to “hate” or “please” with this Omgrofl stuff! The words I mean, No one has learnt them or heard of them in high school, But at the chatrooms, statuses, or Instagram pavilions, we find them there. I sought my friend beyond the screen; And on a day we login to find the cure And set right the dictionary at least between us. We keep fluctuating words as we go....

I am a half boiled  Millennial.. I live with Androids Alas! Androids were Not my childhood friends. Punk I was, Punker I am, Punked I would be… Living and lavishing With half-sung radios In full-priced gadgets. Losing myself.. My Self-- I am! I am a half priced Module.. An unsung OTP! --by Rasheeda Madani