Kuala Lampur, May 25 -- Four years ago, I spent half a day in my photography studio with a family many Malaysians now know by heart. Anwar Ibrahim, his wife Dr Wan Azizah, and their daughter, Nurul Izzah.

At the time, Anwar was far from the premiership. To most observers, his political journey seemed to have run its course. The idea of him returning as Prime Minister was a romantic notion - unlikely, if not impossible. The national mood was one of fatigue. Reformasi felt like an echo from a different era.

But during that shoot, it wasn't Anwar who caught my attention.

It was his daughter.

There was something resolute in her eyes - not anger, not ambition - but clarity. She wasn't trying to impress. She wasn't agreeable for the sake of...