The late Tun Daim Zainuddin, an enigma as complex as a Shakespearean character, leaves behind an unpublished book, its contents now sealed in silence.
I would have hoped for a better ending, one that befits a man of his stature. He was, after all, one of the greatest Malaysians of his generation.
What I have in mind is certainly not those images of a frail old man on a wheelchair at the court defending himself from what many believed a prosecution with nefarious intent.
