Dina Zaman (born 1969, Kuala Lumpur) is a Malaysian writer whose works have been published in the media.
Dina Zaman's childhood was spent in Japan, Russia and other countries. She studied mass communications and creative writing at Western Michigan University and Lancaster University respectively. In 2007 a collection of her columns for the online newspaper Malaysiakini.com was published in book form as I am Muslim.
She has recently published a collection of short stories, titled, 'King of The Sea' (Silverfish Books, 2012).
She is now working on her second non-fiction book, Holy Men, Holy Women. The work in progress is serialised in The Malaysian Insider. The book seeks and will showcase people of faiths in Malaysia.
Dina Zaman has extensive experience in public relations and the media industry, as a consultant as well as personality. She has worked on campaigns and events, and worked over the years as a volunteer for NGOs.
She is also an award-winning writer of non-fiction, fiction and poetry. She has had media presence locally and abroad as a columnist since 1994 and commentator of current affairs since 2005. She has been quoted in the BBC and interviewed on Everywoman, a women’s programme on Al Jazeera. She has helmed three columns: Off Our Backs (The Sun, Malaysia in 1995), Dina’s Dalca (New Straits Time, 1996 to 1998) and I Am Muslim (www.malaysiakini.com, 2005 to 2006), which is now a book published by Silverfish Books. Her book is now a bestseller at Borders and Kinokuniya bookstores. Her latest book, King of The Sea, is longlisted for the Frank O’Connor Short Story Award. She contributes to The Malaysian Insider and The Star. She writes on religion, society and lifestyle issues, and is known to inject ‘a sense of humour’ in her writing.
Hollywood don't do what it once could do
I used to wake up and write me a song before noon
So I packed my dusty bags one night
Grabbed an old guitar and I caught a red eye(?) flight
In search of a dream underneath the Tennessee Moon
I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune
Makes me wonder, is it the same moon Hank played under
Touched down and she stole my heart right away
Began to think for the first time I might stay
And when I heard that lonesome whistle moan
Knew I'd finally found my way back home
In search of a dream underneath the Tennessee Moon
I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune
And I wonder, is it the same moon Hank stood under
When he sang about Jambalaya and Being Lonesome Enough to Cry
And I can hear the echos in the sounds of his guitar
And his words still paint a picture in my heart
Yeah, In search of a dream underneath the Tennessee Moon
I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune
I was in search of a dream underneath the Tennessee Moon