By Prossy Boona
When I heard of your gruesome murder on the night of the Christmas Eve,my heart said that I knew it, not that you were a criminal who deserved to be killed like that,but because i have always known that ,Rwanda is a dark society,made of two categorises of people as I will explain below:
The first type who unfortunately, make up the biggest number of security operatives,are the Narsists and sadists,they secretly hate on their neighbors, often wishing death and misfortune on them,they therefore build on the feelings of jealousy to fail or eliminate,those who seam happy and successful in Rwanda.
This type also thrives on Rwanda’s intelligence system,that is built on rumours and un professionalism, compound this with the fact that their supreme leader is a spy master,who also doubles as a self confessed killer, people with Eddie’s character, of easy going, loving and brilliant professionals, obviously have no place in this country.
The second category,is made of traumatized cowords,those ones who you often see attacking me and others who criticize the dictatorship in Rwanda,they will pretend to love their government, often defending the indefensible, just as a way to live to see another day and yet they will often come to my in box and secretly confess that they agree with me but have pretend so as to survive.
This category is also made of those who are now trying to divert our attention from Eddy’s murder by saying that RIB is envestigating and will soon find those panga welding criminals that killed Eddy and yet we all know that the same security operatives killed him.
Any ways,in 1998,I had the privilege of crossing paths with this brother of mine in Kigali,we were both high school students by then, immediately we got introduced to each other,we clicked, for Eddy was a very loving ,witty and intelligent character,that could easily make friends with any one.
I remember him calling me his fellow “mulemezi,omulya nakka”, for those of who don’t understand this luganda,the balemezi are bagandas from “bulemezi” the greater part of former Luwero district,while the ” balya nakka” are those bagandas from there who eat white aunts.
And even though, Eddy knew that both me and him didn’t eat these ants,he sarcastically used it for fun and owing to the fact that both our families had farm lands in Luwero,he called me his own sister from Luwero.
Two years later,I met him again at Makerere University and he used to tease me by saying that my mother bathed me in lucky charms”bakunaza olweza”, for according to him,I had made it in life,since I was driving my self to campus,while he was still on footsubitch, like we called it back in the day.we would drive down to wandegeya, eating chicken @ chicken tonight while we discussed about anything and everything like friends do.
However when he graduated,I remember asking him not to go to Rwanda,my argument was that ,this country doesn’t recognize talent, doesn’t appreciate the intelligent ones, neither does it treasure professionalism,and qualities that Eddy had in plenty.
So,I tried to make him understand that he could survive well in Uganda, with his qualifications in surveying and the fact that land was the hottest commodity in Uganda in early 200s,I had no doubt that he would make it,but said no.
And in his usual sarcasm,he was like, Prossy I have to go and bestower my awesomeness to the country of my origin and allow the people of Rwanda partake of my goodness,so I let him be.
Looking back with hind sight,I can now see that my subconscious mind had sensed that Eddy would not survive in the dark society of Rwanda.
Ever since,DMI kidnapped my husband and I choosing to stand up for his rights by calling on them over their human rights violations,I have since found my self on the list of the enermies of that state,and thus to protect those that are my friends and relatives from Kigali,I have since cut communication with them and this included Eddy.
To Sofie,my brother Eddy’s wife,do not be diverted from mourning your husband,by those who are pretending to be envestigating his murder, and don’t expect any kind of justice from them, for they are the killers,who are pretending to investigate themselves and blaming Eddy’s relatives for his murder.
Ooh yes,they are not yet done with Eddy,a few months from now,they will start seducing you,not because you’re special,but because they still want to hurt Eddy even in his death.
I also know, that when all is said and done,you will be left alone, you will cry your self to sleep,but when this happens, allow yourself to break down into a hundred pieces,but like a mother eagle,pick up all those broken pieces of your self and turn them into a master piece and if you don’t believe this, take a look at me.
Lastly,the only justice that you can do for Eddy,is to raise his children, in the way same
that he would have raised them and impart the same good values that Eddy had in them,so that their father lives on through them.
And to you Eddy my awesome brother from Luwero,I for one believes that people don’t die, for we simply energy that changes form through death,so as you go on in you new form,don’t forget to bestow your awesomeness to those in the spiritual realm.
While I and a thousand others, will continue to miss you.
Rest in power my awesome brother from Luwero.
