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Musings from my Trips: Rwanda


Rwandan Parliament
Rwandan Parliament

Series 2 of my Musings take us to Rwanda that beautiful country of a thousand hills, reduced to ashes 20 years ago by the most savage of man’s inhumanity to man! I found myself in Rwanda in my capacity as the African Regional Manager for the Women In Parliament Global Forum. This was ahead of our summer summit for female parliamentarians as co-hosted by the parliament of Rwanda.  That parliament holds the current world record of having 64% of seats occupied by women.

Rwandan Female MPS, female president of the Chamber of Deputies and female VP of the Senate
Rwandan Female MPS, female president of the Chamber of Deputies and female VP of the Senate

Their Path to Nation Building

From what I saw, from what l have been reading and from what l experienced during my one week stay there, a lot has been done to rebuild that country. There is no point for me to make any political or otherwise statements here, that has never been my intention on this blog. l can only admit that l was struck by the cleanliness of the city, and trust me to have gone even to their ghetto. l heard plastic sachets are forbidden and that there are specific days for nationwide clean up campaigns.

l also learnt of several social projects and Investment attractive program following our field visits to the Police Station which has a one stop center for victims of gender violence and Child Abuse. At the Rwandan Development Board, their young and dynamic COO, did a pretty presentation on their activities, achievements as well as challenges. She admitted they still had a long way to go but was glad of the progress made so far.

Breaking Down

I t would have been an outright ‘Miracle’ if l left Kigali without ‘breaking down’; and, not especially after we visited the Genocide Museum right? l mean it’s been 20 years and the skulls have all been buried in mass graves. But that is another thing that made me ‘break down’. We had to go there, go through the different presentations, and then leave a flower on those graves. I really could not understand what led mankind to such inhumanity. Did l say led as if it’s better now? Well, maybe no more genocide but other ‘human madness’.

The next day,

On the way to the ceremony, making sure l got my notes right!
On the way to the ceremony, making sure l got my notes right!

l was selected among our staff to accompany a delegation of our delegates to accompany the Rwandan First Lady as she inaugurated a new village for widows and orphans of the genocide. l couldn’t hold it no more. On our way back from there, l broke down so badly, as l have never done in public, and l wept until l choked. Fortunately, all the women present were so motherly and l literally became their daughter. l simply could not bring myself to attend their liberation day celebrations the next day so as to spare myself and they all further embarrassment.

Am standing there in the crowd
Am standing there in the crowd

My elder sister asked me yesterday if l could cry? l can’t blame her because l have always tried since my parents divorced, not to cry in the presence of anyone. Even when l lost my daughter, l would not cry in the hospital nor at my mum’s. l cried and hurt withing and hallucinated in my room or the Loo. Anyway, all is well that ends well given that l left Rwanda for Cameroon without any other incident. Ah, only that the plane almost stopped in the air; that is going to for musings 3 right?

Plain me in front of their Parliament
Plain me in front of their Parliament

Dear gentle readers and followers of mine, hope you are having a good read. Your comments are always appreciated, yes even your likes mean so much to me.

Dare to close some doors…


Dare to close some doors...

Who loves to have those many doors to be opened and some leading to nowhere?

Well, not me and so I decided to start closing some of such doors in my life and yes both personal and professional doors.

Right here on my blog, there’s a page (Women’s Empowerment) which gets no feedback meaning what I post there isn’t what my gentle followers are looking for.

Hence I am closing that door (just did) and instead not leaving it there out of pride and all!

Life to me is more meaningful now and this way.

And to you, my gentle followers,  what’s your take?

100 Blog posts in barely 2.5 Months Wow, Thank you!


I just keep writing and walking and living!

Just got this now from the word press team!

Wow, to think I started in November? And all the support I got and some comments and mainly likes cheered me up and kept my fire burning and I was Hungry and I was generous.

Wow, and all the critics and skeptics too. You see, I love challenges because they don’t scare me. I brave up more often than not and I keep walking, pushing and pulling.

I will continue my blogging and all,  and with even more passion, hunger and thirst. Come April, I take up the A-Z Challenge and win or not, I will survive the championship.

Thank you all, I will keep appreciating your reviews…

My 1st Christmas in Belgium, so much LOVE!


I could never imagine I would spend such a Christmas.  Several things were a first for me, from decorating a tree, to receiving so many gifts, eating oysters and so many other dishes and above all so much warmth and Love.Dec 17th 2013

Decorating my first Christmas Tree, you can read more about this experience here:
With Santa my 1st time everReceiving my first gift from santa clause at a work team party in a job I had almost lost as recapped but for the boss who is a heroine of mine as recapped here:

Next was the Christmas party organized by my university: BSIS “University of Kent Brussels School of International Studies!

BSIS Christmas party With my favorite lecturer – he has also taken me under his wings!

Christmas 131225 Shawl+gloves

I received so many gifts from my boyfriend’s family,  their  quality brought tears over and over : Winter gear like the shawl and gloves, a very warm winter jacket and a huge white bath robe and much more including my first ever smart phone – am still learning my way around that.

My first ever Smart phone

My First Christmas in Belgium

It was a Christmas I won’t ever forget, I who got here in January with no boots and just a lone unfit coat!

All I missed were my little men in my life – “Mes 3 Mousquetaires”.The men in my lifeBut I had the strongest one ever and although for the time being he still prefers only being felt and not seen – hopefully by next Christmas we’ll see more of him.

Thanks to him and his Family I am happier, graced and forever blessed!

Merry Merry once more!All the best for the new year to all especially my wonderful e-family !