Rwanda Through the Lens....

This is the trouble with being the photographer.There are rarely photos of you. If they are there then they ain't take as you would have taken them. so on this particular morning mine was a front seat. A camera strung around my neck.That was a period of great stress if you know the energy that comes with missing that one shot you think would have been the best. Cameramen we suffer a lot.  However, Rwanda is Beautiful... I'd hang on and wait. I retained the front seat and the attention to capture scenes, architecture, culture at work and moments I thought would make Rwanda memorable. In a funny twist... just when I thought two last shots would make me happy, a banner ahead read "Urugendo Ruhire." Kinyarwanda for Safe Journey... Entebbe was  calling. I had to do with this:

EAC flag among others at Kigali, Laico Umbano Hotel

Ministry of EAC Rwanda.... mmmmh!

beautiful interiors at the ministries offices

Champions at Kigali Institute of Science and Technology - KIST

 This is  the part everything weighs heavily and the photographer who sees and tries to capture everything really suffers. Kigali Genocide Memorial...

View of Kigali from the Memorial parking lot

Beautiful Exterior that allows one skip a thought.

Meticulously done interiors

At this meuseum sort of are mass graves carrying very large numbers of people, name plaques, and a beautifully architectured buildigs where photo, clothes, weapons, skulls and bones are displayed. they form a story. The History of Rwanda. beginning fro pre-colonial period, to colonial, before the genocide, the genocide and after the genocide. I wont narrate. I don't want to relive what I went through looking in the lenses of an un-emotional camera.

The genocide masterminds... Identify them.

A  mini auditorium within the museum

 

After the genocide, the desparation, the loss, widows, widowers,innocent-shaken and orphaned children, refugees... all in wonder whether all will ever be well. With collective effort, they are back on their feet and running.

.....That was the exact mood in our vehicle back to the hotel and to the airport. The whole team boiling with annoyance. Perhaps cause of the atrocities done to the citizens of this nation. Emotions became harder to control and because no one would let the tears flow freely, anger was the thing. some did let the tears flow at the end of it all... My lenses gave me a venting avenue but I guess not this time round... Peace East Africans. Peace.