I shouted “Dato’ Seri!” he turns, “ya..ya…”, he mumbles. I snapped the photo without having the chance to do proper focussing.

Anwar Ibrahim,

Anwar Ibrahim,

Anwar Ibrahim.

I won’t say anything more than what I have been saying about him.

Still, I need not be fond of the person to respect him. I need not be his supporter to sympathise with him. I need not hero-worship him to recognise his ability.

Still, at this moment my heart is with him and his follower as it was many years ago.