"Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me!"
Someone put on a article online today about the news of the dissolution of the parliament at home. I bought that, and went around telling and confirming with my Malaysian colleagues here. We all were pretty anxious about going home to vote in the coming general election.
It turned out to be a hoax!
Oh got me!
But a bit of foolishness in life is good, necessary even. Do you remember our foolish innocence and trusting the best in people? Or the days when we were foolishly brave rushing in for love? What about the enthusiastically foolish passion to chase our dreams? Where is our foolish optimism on life?
Sometimes I wish I'm still a fool.