The Malaysian Hand

Yesteday, sis and i dropped alissa off in a gated and guarded housing area. Of course she couldn't recall the address of her aunt's place. As we approached the guardhouse, we decide to test the power of 'The Hand.' Sis sticks out her hand, in a rather feeble and unsure manner (it has been awhile since she's been home to Msia and can't really remember how things work), sure enough we are waved through. So much so for paying a bomb to live in an area with security.

i have had to show 'hand' quite abit lately to appease the other drivers on the road as sis weaves in and out of kl traffic, often drawing disgruntled looks. Appeased they are. No malaysian can hold a grudge against another when the 'hand' comes into play.