Visiting my daughter and
son-in-law
My daughter was
married and moved to the US while I and my wife were still working in the
Maldives. Whenever they asked us to
visit them we dutifully said “How could it be managed? We get 40 days annual
leave and when we come home there are many works are to be attended. Worse, every year we return without having
been able to complete many!”.
But finally, when
we returned home and shed our NRI statuses (The people- especially bankers
started smiling at me with a sneer differently from the broad welcoming smile
they used to present me earlier!- our daughter’s and son-in-law’s invitation
became irresistible.
I never knew that
getting a US visa would be this much
harrowing and tormenting. We lost our peace of mind from day one when I started
filling the visa application form. I
checked the online application forms and learned about the supporting
documents for them to consider our visa application I felt that it would never get
through , if I applied! My daughter and son in law said that they
would manage all the visa application filing with the US embassy in Channai and
we just needed to get our photographs ready, prepare for the great interview at
the consulate, go to the consulate –not even late by a single minute!- attend
the interview and come out victorious
flashing the US visas stamped on
our passports.
My son in law
said that he could send the visa applications direct to the US consulate and send me
the ‘sponsor’s documents’ to be taken dutifully to the consulate at the
time of the interview. He said that
once the application was filed the ‘interview call letter’ would be e mailed direct
to us by the consulate. I was so glad
that a great burden was removed from my
shoulder!
Then onwards, I
started visiting the consulates’ sight and some others which guided you on how
to apply for the US visa, how to appear for the interview, questions that might
be asked during the interview, how to answer those questions and so forth. What I liked more was the instructional
video of a ‘match stick person’ attending the interview!
I made hard
copies of all these web pages , categorized them ( some of them I have already
mentioned somewhere) and spiral bound them for
reference and rehearsal. The
‘match stick person’s’ interview had been transferred to a CD and played many times for making us ‘mentally and physically
prepared’ for the final interview.
While
the visa applications were being readied by my son in law, my daughter started calling us over the phone
persuading, threatening and sometimes
begging us to prepare thoroughly for the interview.
She described the interview as one of the most
testing interviews in which the interviewer would just drill into your mind
with his eyes and would find how genuine
your answers were!
“ I think you are
exaggerating. He may try to find out how truthful my answers are. I don’t think he would be able to read my
mind and what I indented to say originally.
He possibly can’t be that good at mind reading.”
“That they may
not be able to I agree but by watching your face while you answer their
question they will be able to know whether you are lying, or hiding the truth
from them.” She was not ready to budge.
“So do you think
that there is chance for the interviewer to suspect that I am a terrorist if my
answers happen to be vague?” I was worried.
“They need not
always. But there were occasions when applications were tuned down. It is the interviewer’s decision to turn
down any application and it cannot be questioned even by the courts in India.” She reminded me. She did a lot of research and prepared a long
list of questions with answers and e-mailed the eleven pages to me. She insisted that the answers must be
exactly the same as given by her. She
reminded me of some of the teachers who
would give the answers and demand the pupils to answer them in the same way as
given by him/her. Example:
“ He opened the door and slowly entered the
house. It was dark and there was no one
inside.” Correct answer.
‘Opening the door he slowly entered the
house. It was dark inside and it was
vacant.” Wrong answer.
She gave us three
days to study them and said she would ask questions from it in the morning and
evening till the date of the interview!
She started grilling us as she said so many a time pretending to have
some work outside I escaped her grilling. I think she guessed my ploy and deliberately
detained me longer times when she caught hold of me on line. She would ask:
“Why do you plan
to visit the US?”
“My daughter and
son in law are there”
“That is not the
right answer. Check my answer. It says “
I am interested in visiting places. Further my daughter and son in law are
there.” Please don’t change the answers.”
“How many days do
you plan to stay in the US?”
“ Six months.”
“ No. One hundred
and eighty days.”
“Both mean the
same!”
“But you better
say as I have given on the answer sheet.
Appa, you are terribly clumsy
and a slow learner. But amma is okay and she has memorized all
the answers I have sent.”
I felt she had
taken sides with her mom to project that they were always right and I was
always wrong.
One day I found
the interview mail from the Us embassy Chennai in my in box. Along with it was a page containing the
instruction on when to attend, where to attend and how to attend plus other
diplomatic instructions.
When I informed
my wife about it, she was overjoyed to hear the news and said, “ Now we have to
start the second step. I am well prepared to attend the interview but sadly you
are not. Can’t you at least start collecting the documents required by the
consulate?” She always finds pleasure in accusing me of taking things very
lightly.
“I
haven’t applied for a posting in the consulate but only for a visa. They only would wish to check if I would only
be a short time visitor and would never become an asylum seeker.” I replied.
Now the war cry
had been made and I had to start cleaning my rifle! All those days I had done nothing other than
rarely turning the pages of the booklets
prepared by me and the ‘question and answer’ sheets sent by my daughter. My wife was tired of making me a bit more serious about the great
‘interview’. In the end I told her:
“I find it
extremely difficult to remember the dates and numbers with decimals. I myself have interviewed many in my career
and know how to answer questions during an interview.”
“What will happen
if you fail to answer the interviewer’s questions?”
“Why do you all
exaggerate this consular interview as if it was going to decide my whole fate? He
can’t sentence me for imprisonment. At the worst he could deny me the visa and
nothing more than that.”
“You are
right. Anyway, I may get through but I
am afraid that you will to feel sorry in the end.”
“If my visa is
denied, there is absolutely no problem you can go to the US yourself. Look, US visa has been denied to many great
people not because they were terrorists but it was due to the clash of
ideologies. Anyway, I don’t think I
need to have an ideological clash with
an embassy person.”
Apart from the
thick list of questions and answers sent to me by mu daughter, my wife received
a mail from her friend with some more probable questions and answers that might
asked during the consular interview. Some of them were like this like this:
Q. “Do you think
that in 29 years time India will become economically and militarily powerful
than the US?”
A. “I don’ know.”
(Your answers should not offend the
prestige of any person or country! If you say ‘NO’ the interviewer will conclude
that you are not patriotic –sometimes even as a traitor- and might feel that it
would be dangerous to let such a person of suspicious character into their
country! )
Q. What is the
percentage the people in the US who do not have family health insurance?
A. 36.8978654323%
(!)
Q. “Which country
contributed the Statue of liberty to the US?
A. “France”.
The list ran to
some four pages of question covering the geography, demography and history of
the US. I stopped reading , folded the
sheets and handed them over to my wife saying “ These questions are likely to be
asked when one goes for a citizenship awarding interview.
As you don’t have a Green card, I don’t think you don’t need to worry
about these kinds of questions.” I was sure my explanation didn’t convince
her. She went on memorizing them as
well.
I browsed the web
and found that I needed to keep ready fifteen documents for me twelve documents
for my wife ready at the time of the interview other than the ‘sponsor’s
document’ which had already been sent through courier to me.
I needed more
than a week to ready the three sets of documents- three big ‘flip in’ files were made ready.
During this time
my uncle-mother’s younger brother- visiting us. His daughter and son in law are settled in the
US and he visits them once in two years.
He and his wife are considered to be well aware of the travel procedures
to the US by all the members of our family.
I told him (by
mistake!) that I was going to attend an
interview for visa at the US consulate.
The moment he heard it, he started doling out advises and instructions.
“There are three
main aspects you need to concentrate on while attending the interview’ Do you
know them?”
“No, I
don’t”. I humbly replied.
“1. Your
appearance. 2. Your physical and mental preparation. 3. Your English”. He
calmly started his instructions.
“Uncle, can you
please explain further”. I showed my ignorance.
“ 1. Your
appearance: You must be dressed formally. Remember to wear light coloured or
striped shirts and light coloured
trousers. 2. Your physical and mental preparation: a)The interviewer may ask you to produce
‘original’ certificates with regard to your
qualification, service, conduct, earnings, property … “ (the certificate
list was exhaustive.) b) Answer only to what is asked and while answering be
truthful and look confident as the
interviewer will be able to read your mind. (I wondered how my daughter and my
uncle thought alike!) 3. Your English:
Try to use American English.”
“I am not good at
American English. Further you know that
I was a Cambridge English teacher in the Maldives and the I had to
interact with many visiting
personalities form American universities and none of them found anything wrong
with my English!” I pleaded.
“Remember those
were just conversations different from interviews”. My uncle sounded serious.
“ I too have
conducted some interviews to select teachers and I have never found that the
interviewee’s English had nothing to do with their efficiency”. But my uncle was not willing to accept my poor
experience.
“I am not ready
for an argument with you. Do you want to get through the interview or
not?” he sounded insulted!
“Oh. Don’t be
offended uncle. Please instruct me how I could make my English slightly
American”?
“ Good. There are many American versions for British
English words and usages. Anyway I will
try to familiarize you with some words that are commonly used. So now you are convinced. Okay?.”
“Yes.”
“Start the change
from here. Don’t say ‘yes’ say ‘okay.”
“OKAY, OKAY
OKAY” I repeated as if I were about to
open a pirates treasure chest!
“ I always find
you answering ‘ that’s good’. Don’t say
that , say ‘COOL’ like “ Is this your new car?! Waah! That’s COOL !!”
“Waah uncle I
never thought learning American English would be so easy as eating biscuits”. I
was overjoyed.
“Not biscuits
–‘COOKIES.’
“Okay. Cool
uncle. British English ‘sucks’ American
English is sooo easy as eating cookies and doughnuts”.
“ Uncle, now you
look like an American English tutor in a university.”
“This subject +
present simple form of the verb to refer to a state of being has become history
in the US. So, you should say “Uncle ,
now you
are looking like an American English tutor in a university.”
‘Old habits die
hard…. Anyway I will try. Uncle, need
I say ‘dying here too”?
My uncle should
have felt that I was mocking him and he said reproachfully “Instead of trying
to ridicule me, you better try to improve your American
English. Okay”?
English. Okay”?
I got convinced I
would never be able to transform my English into American English but
assured my uncle that I would improve my
American English from the web- which I
never did!! My uncle was happy that he had been spared the burden of teaching a nut
like me !