Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but....?

Look at these pictures. Tell me, do they look like the pictures of a fraudulent marriage, or the photos of a long-standing relationship built on love? These are (some of) the pictures we gave to the government during our greencard interview. We also had some older pictures from a time when I was 40 lbs lighter and had a head full of hair. In addition, we provided as many documents we could provide, the sum total of which was apparently not enough to satisfy the officer that we are truly married. While in the waiting room, we saw people with obvious weight, age and racial differences. Not that these relationships were false, but some of them certainly appeared to be.

Now I’m aware of at least three “greencard marriages,” one of which is even comprised of a gay male and female couple. All three of these couples breezed through the greencard process without any problems. As a legitimate relationship, Dara and I were not able to surmount even this simple obstacle. And I was confident: I mean, this was basically an oral test on a subject for which I am the world’s foremost expert (my relationship with Dara). And yet I failed. Or seemed to. I’ll keep you posted on our progress.