1001 Malaysia Nights – DSAI interview Part V

1001 Malaysian Nights

(DSAI interview Part V)


His Excellency Datuk Sri Anwar Ibrahim… 1001 Malaysian Nights? What? I only agreed in your dreams, to day dream my dream interview. What do you mean? What is your Game Plan or Dream Plan?

It would be not nice if you derail into other topics rather than Burmese Politics as you had given promise, not in your dreams only, but to my lawyer, my friends, sent to my web site and me. What’s up? Your Dream Interview here in Malaysia is going to the extent of 1001 Arabian Nights?

BURMA DIGEST: I am dreaming only. Although I could day dream any time, the dreams are actually basically or originally associated with nights and sleeps.

Chuang Tzu once said, “Once I dreamed I was a butterfly, and now I no longer know whether I am Chuang Tzu, who dreamed I was a butterfly, or whether I am a butterfly dreaming that I am Chuang Tzu.”

DSAI… (Many Malaysians affectionately referred Datuk Sri Anwar Ibrahim as DSAI.) Oh! you are going to copy the strategy of the 1001 Arabian Nights’ initial story framer Scheherazade, new bride of the Persian king, Shahryar.

That king, Shahryar would marry a new virgin, and every day he would send yesterday’s wife to be beheaded. This was done in anger, having found out that his first wife had betrayed him. He had killed three thousand such women by the time he was introduced to Scheherazade, the vizier’s daughter. Starting from the first night of their marriage, Scheherazade tells the king a tale, but does not end it. The king is thus forced to keep her alive in order to hear the conclusion.

The new queen, Scheherazade, supposed to be executed in the next morning, used cliffhangers so that the king’s curiosity about the sequel would buy her another day of life. At the end the king had to give his wife a pardon.

But I had noticed that our dream interviews sequel is quite boring and no cliffhangers to attract the readers.

BURMA DIGEST: No wonder Datuk Sri, people praise you for the wide General Knowledge. Yes, I am just trying to copy her skills of manipulating her day dreams (should rather be called night dreams because she told her stories at nights) or well planned excellent strategic or dream stories that successfully could save her life. For me, I am just trying to save our country, Burma’s political life with my meager pen and inadequate skills and knowledge.

DSAI…So, what do you want? Don’t just praise me too much just to get a chance of a real interview.

BURMA DIGEST: This is good enough for me, Datuk Sri. I am satisfied with this virtual chat. Alhamdulillah. I am just thinking aloud about my plans, aims or daydreams coming true.

DSAI…Be careful! Sometimes you may think in the dreams that you were really in the real world, experiencing all alife. Sometimes the real world is like a dream, not predictable.

BURMA DIGEST: I heard the people commenting about Datuk Sri’s dream and accepted that their views about how to achieve that goal is correct. Sorry Datuk Sri, I should not touch this sensitive subject as I had already promised you that we should discuss about Burmese politics only.

DSAI…I understand that you are scared to start this topic as you are just a foreigner. I think you are just going to repeat what almost all the people I met in the real world are telling. Go on, OK, I am ready to listen. By the way, are you going to suggest me to try to pull the two biggest and popular opposition parties on to my stage? Yes, if I could successfully made those two opposing Islamic and Secular Democratic Chinese party to sit together on my political platform, Insyaallah, we could be able to made a régime change here.

BURMA DIGEST: Please don’t take it an insult. For us, Burmese citizens, Malaysia is million of times better than our own home, not only in the socio-economic conditions but politically also. Even some of the undocumented migrant workers and unrecognized refugees said that staying here illegally is even safer and peaceful than back home in Myanmar under SPDC Military Government. And the seven steps to . . .

DSAI…Are you going to say it is like “Winter dreams of unfinished painting”, a great song and movie of Win Oo. I think he is the P. Ramlee of Burma, but never received the proper recognition he deserved because of his political affiliation.

SPDC Military Government’s promised Seven Steps to the “Disciplined Democracy” is like General Ne Win promised “Socialist Paradise on Earth”.

SPDC Military Government is only hoodwinking the whole world with their “Mirage Paradise” and their seven steps road map is just leading the Burmese citizens to the “Misery Mire Labyrinth”.

Now your Ethnic brothers who are searching for the “True Democracy” are in the “Mid Winter dreams” and your Union of Federal Democratic Burma dream is like the “unfinished painting.”

I highly suspect that the SPDC Junta will never try to finish their “Fake road map to Democracy” painting.

BURMA DIGEST: Bravo! Datuk Sri. I never expect you to know all these…

DSAI…Very easy, if you know the secret. If there is a will there is a way. After my supper, before going to sleep last night and talking you in the dream, not in my dream but yours, I went through your weblog. And I read your article No 101, “Winter dreams of unfinished painting!”

BURMA DIGEST: Thank You Datuk Sri, see you in the next dream.

DSAI…TQ, good bye.

Children of the Dream

Children of the Dream  

 Ben Okri, Nigerian poet and novelist with Urhobo lineage, celebrates the 40th anniversary of Martin Luther King’s “I Have A Dream” speech Dear Friends,                    Martin Luther King’s “I Have a Dream” speech is the most famous quoted one in the world. People said that it had changed the mindset and progression of many coloured people in America. We all have DREAMS for our-selves, our families and for our country. May be we should call dreams of hope or expectations or visions. I am sure all of us love our country, Burma/Myanmar.

But the problem is: the present government, army, opposition parties, rebels and all the races/ethnic groups of different faith love our country but narrow-mindedly thought that they themselves love the country, they are patriots and never willing to accept that all others also love the countries and are not traitors.

If we all can realize, accept  and recognized that we all love our country and if all of us are willing to work together, I hope our mother country could overtake our neighbours including ASEAN countries to achieve the developed country status in a very near future. We hope and pray that our wishful thinking or this dream could really come true one day.  Children of the Dream Ben Okri, Nigerian poet and novelist with Urhobo lineage, celebrates the 40th anniversary of Martin Luther King’s“I Have A Dream” speech with a new poem, via Guardian: (For Martin Luther King) They will not be satisfiedTill they have had more, These children of the dream,These dreaming children drapedIn all the colours of the sun.Till they have had more, They who are black and whiteAnd all colours of the spectrum,And all colours of the dream, They will not be satisfiedTill they have had more.What more do they want? They want the earth and the starsAnd the beautiful heavens. They want to be freeAnd they want the possibilitiesThat freedom brings.And also freedom’s weight and dark side. They want to love who they want.They do not want to be defined. They do not want to be limited.They do not want to beg forTheir humanity or the right to be creative, 

or different, or unexpected

Or wild, or surprising, or defying of boundaries. They do not want condescension or assumptions. They want to rebel, even against themselves. They want to celebrate,even that which didn’t celebrate them. They want to love the best fruits of the earth, in music, in art and in dreams. They want to be the best that freedom promises, without explanationor apologies. They want to astonish casually, like angels do. They want to amaze simply, like geniuses do.They want to fail bravely, like explorers do.They wantto quest nobly, like passionate pilgrims do. Nothing can be too much or too little for them To dream, and to accomplish, if it belongs to the possibility of being human, The unfathomed magic of the unmeasured spirit.And so they let freedomSing into their new transformations of self everyday. They are the new warriors and masters of the earth. They are the best of what has emergedFrom time’s sufferings and history’s love. They are the children of the dream.And no prison of mind or steel Will hold them down any more. They have burst open the door.We are all children of the dream.  Sorry friends. I have damaged the original poem by dividing the sentences to please the eyes for the clarity and by doing so; the original rhyme of the poem is lost. I could not revert to its original form.