A Desperate Trek Toward Misery and Resignation: Capturing the Plight of the Rohingya Their lives were taken away by armed men who shouted, "This is not your land, go to Bangladesh." These men burned houses, killed people, cut down trees, slaughtered animals, raped women and broke the bones of young children. In this piece, Adam Dean and Tomas Munita, two photographers whose work appears regularly in The Times, describe their coverage of the Rohingya crisis in Myanmar and Bangladesh. Many of the women begging on the road tell similar stories: that their husbands had their throats slit in front of the family, that they lost everything and had to walk for several days, sometimes under heavy rain; that they hid in the jungle, eating leaves. He wore worn-out flip-flops on his hands, dragging himself through the mud while he searched for a space on the hillside to build a shelter for his wife and four children — out of bamboo poles and plastic sheeting that he had purchased from a nearby market. I reached the border between Myanmar and Bangladesh in late August, just days after a series of violent clashes — and the Myanmar army’s brutal response. The boats were crammed with people, all of them racing to make the crossing in the monsoon swells before their boats were intercepted by patrolling coast guards.
