Anyone who tells you Malaysians are conservative people who don't like to talk about delicate subjects like sex is talking bullshit. Let me tell you why.
It's polite in Malaysia to start conversations with, "Where are you from?" "Are you married?" and "How many kids do you have?"
I have no children. Well, I have furkids, but no furrless kids.
When I tell taxi drivers, business men I interview, and other people I meet I have no kids, they ask, "Why not?"
The first time I was pretty taken aback. I mean, it's a rather personal issue, don't you think?
My pal Sandy who tried and tried but couldn't have kids cried so much when cross examined by a taxi driver about her childless state that he dropped her off and refused to let her pay the fare.
I am child-free (pardon the revolting expression) by choice. When questioned I have tried telling the truth, and ended up by being lectured on my Duty To The Family. Right.
I found the solution when driving in a cab one day. When the driver told me I really should have kids before it's too late (oh yes, he said that without a blush!) I told him that I'd love to have kids but that my husband couldn't have any.
At the mention of male sterility the man froze. I watched the blush wash up his neck and into his face. We drove home in total silence; blissful on my part, horrified and scandalised on his.
Luckily my better half has a wicked sense of humour.