Between freedom and independence

Do good fences make good neighbours? If yes, what of the invisible borders that exist within members of the same family? Random question it may seem, but blame it on the book I spent reading most of India's 60th bday and a little after: Husband of a Fanatic by Amitava Kumar. I've been keeping really busy of late, so apologies for absence on blogosphere, but despite the meetings, work, classes, people schedules that I've been juggling I did manage to write a long post on the book and the ensuing thoughts, but only managed to accidentally delete it :(
Anyhow, what's lost is lost, and I should hope to do the catching up soon, but as far as the book, which I haven't yet finished is concerned, it's a non-fiction about India, Hindu-muslim divide, riots, emotions and Gujarat. As long as one sifts out the truth from the slightly biased tone of the narrative, it manages to be fairly disturbing.
India@60.co.in has still got a long way to go. We perhaps, are independent citizens of a not-so-free country.

On to lighter topics, last week in a debate I was conducting, a junior I've probably never seen me before addressed me as Phoenix. Mildly surprised and mildly amused, when I later asked him his name in the course of the event, he simply replied as "Anonymous" :) It's a blur really, this line between reality and virtual existence. If there is a line, that is.

More updates soon, hopefully :)
Good night.