Can the vast cultural gap that exists between a conservative Caucasian Hindu from India and a divorced Christian Caucasian woman from America be bridged? Can such an intercultural marriage stand the stress and test of time? This memoir answers these questions. My wife, Carol, and I come from vastly different cultures and have been married for 50 years. I, a conservative north Indian Hindu came to America for higher education in 1966; married Carol, a divorced white Caucasian American with a daughter. We violated all Hindu and Indian customs of an arranged marriage; dashed my parents’ hopes and expectations of the most eagerly anticipated marriage of their eldest son; raised a family In America; executed the duties of the eldest Hindu son by helping my siblings settle in America; started several successful and failing businesses; participated actively in the American political system; experienced the American legal processes as a defendant and as a plaintiff; experienced close brush with possible bankruptcy; were on the FBI radar for about one year; appeared before the Grand Jury; experienced the dark and sinister side of the American gun culture personally. With Carol’s help, I melded very well in America and became a well dissolved bean in the multi-bean soup that is the American society. Carol and I have bridged the vast cultural gap that existed between us in 1968, when we met, by both of us adjusting, making some changes, and making this intercultural marriage successful.