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A few days ago, I went to get myself a visa to travel to Dubai. Going to Dubai would be great, I thought. A six-day break with lots of shopping, followed by tea and macaroons at Paul's, sounded brilliant. I got my visa papers sorted and I was quite kicked to submit my documents when one of the visa officers asked me for a no-objection letter from my father or husband.