In
my early days in Russia, a friend, Vadim, called me to invite me over. Soon
outside his flat. I rang the bell and the door opened. I had already learnt
that the standard greeting between men is to shake hands. I duly extended my
hand. He looked at it, then at me, “Come in.” I left my hand outstretched but
quickly understood that the gesture was not about to be reciprocated. I was confused
and wondered if and how I’d offended him. I got inside, unnerved, removing my
outdoor shoes in the house, as is usual. Vadim then grabbed my hand and shook
it enthusiastically. I was baffled. The explanation was a superstition, which
I’ll explain, along with some others I’ve experienced.
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| An animated version of a domovoi, a character of superstitions, from a Russian film |
