AS I’m writing this, I am still groggy from my long flight and short sleep at the airport of a neighbouring country where I was waiting for my connecting flight back to Malaysia.
I had hoped to catch a few hours’ sleep in one of the many snooze areas at this world-class airport. But my sleep was disrupted by a policeman who politely but authoritatively tapped on my shoulder to wake me up. Half asleep, I made out that the gun holstered on his hip was real and it wasn’t a dream. The other heavily armed personnel in military fatigues standing nearby very quickly brought all my senses online.
