Friday, 22 December 2017

What therefore God has joined together, let not man separate.

It's not that I have any aversion to immigration or to it's policy here in New Zealand, but the way it is verified is so strange to me. I am on a tourist visa here so I am not allowed to work. Fine. I can see places, can appreciate the culture and of course the public libraries here are exhaustive that I was able to read a lot after coming here. I don't know why but sometimes I feel I like being here. Maybe it's because Ronitta is here with me.
Ronitta has now completed her course and we both applied for work visa. Thankfully, she got it within a week of submitting.
Now when it comes to me, I feel I am at a disadvantage. I have to prove that I am her husband.
How will or can you prove it when you are in a non native place? For example, in Saudi Arabia I think you have an ID to show around to officials that you are actually a husband. Once that's shown, you are all good.
Here on the other hand we have to prove we are living together. I recently read a news that a couple was denied visa because the husband didn't have enough clothes in his wardrobe. Today someone was saying that investigators can sometimes look at the clothesline to see if you both hang clothes on the same line.
For my proof I sent my passport (with her named as my wife), our joint account, the marriage certificate,our photos and our tenancy agreement. Isn't that enough?
Apparently not. They also seem to be in need of utility bills sent to our address in our names.
What if we live in a shared house where only one person makes the final payments and we contribute our share to that person?  Will I be rejected my visa because of that? Probably, yes. 
 To the immigration official everything seems illegitimate. I see no reason why the name of Ronitta as my wife in the passport might seem fake. If so, will I not be fooling my own country? More like treason.
I'm leaving this to God. If He wills there will be no issues at all. 


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