Massacre at Tula Toli: Rohingya recall horror of Myanmar army attack

Villagers who fled assault and crossed perimeter into Bangladesh recollect ensure their family and neighbours killed

It was the fast-flowing river that doomed the inhabitants of Tula Toli.

Snaking around the remote village on three sides, the treacherous waters allowed Burmese soldiers to corner and hold people on the river’s sandy banks. Some were shot on the spot. Others drowned in the current as they tried to escape.

Zahir Ahmed made a panicked dash for the opposite bank, where he hid in thick jungle and watched his family’s last moments.

” I was right next to the water ,” he recalled in an interview a week subsequently at a refugee camp in neighbouring Bangladesh, his eyes bloodshot and his shirt stained with sweat and dirt.

Ahmed said adolescents and adults were shot with rifles, while babies and toddlers, including his youngest daughter, six-month old Hasina, were hurled into the water.

He screamed as he described assuring his wife and children die, meticulously naming and counting them on both hands until he ran out of fingers.

More than 160,000 of Myanmar’s 1.1 million ethnic Rohingya minority have fled to Bangladesh, bringing with them tales that they say describe ethnic cleansing.

During interviews with more than a dozen Rohingya from Tula Toli, the Guardian was told of what appeared to be devastating carnage as Myanmar’s armed forces swept through the village on 30 August and allegedly murdered ratings of people.

Rohingya refugees in Cox’s Bazar on Tuesday. Photograph: Noor Alam for the Guardian

Those who escaped fled to the hills in the west to induce the three-day trek to Myanmar’s border with Bangladesh. The rest were buried in a mass tomb, villagers said.

Myanmar, where the majority of people are Buddhist, has blocked access to the region, entailing the Guardian cannot independently corroborate the villagers’ accounts.

Many of the interviews were conducted separately over two days, however, and the villagers corroborated details of each other’s statements without prompting.

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The story of Tula Toli, while horrific, is not unique. The army, in retribution for guerrilla-style ambushes on 25 August by an emergent Rohingya militant group, has led a huge counteroffensive across northern Rakhine state.

Many Rohingya had already escaped. Communal conflicts with Buddhists in Rakhine prompted 140,000 Rohingya to leave their homes in 2012. Thousands have since succumbed either at sea or in brutal jungle camps run by people smugglers.

A United Nation report released this year detailed what happened to those that stayed. The report described mass killings and gang rapes by the armed forces in actions that “very likely” amounted to crimes against humanity.

The current wave of violence is the worst so far, and rights groups have said it could constitute a final campaign to rid Myanmar of the Rohingya. Spacecrafts have recorded images of whole villages burnt to the ground.

Rohingya refugees in Cox’s Bazar. Photo: Noor Alam for the Guardian

All UN aid work in the conflict area has been blocked. Aung San Suu Kyi’s administration, which did not immediately respond to a request for remark, has said it is fighting” radical terrorists” who are burning their own villages. Accounts of cruel sectarian attacks by Rohingya militants on Hindus and Buddhists in Rakhine have also surfaced. Around 26,000 non-Muslims have been displaced in the violence.

The subsistence farmers of Tula Toli, who spent “peoples lives” growing rice and chillies, said there were no activists in their village when the army attacked.

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Khaled Hossein, 29, labourer

Photograph: Noor Alam for the Guardian

Three days before the carnage, Hossein said about 90 soldiers ordered the village’s several hundred residents to an region east of the settlement, a place locals call” the sands” for its infertile ground.

” Their leader had two starrings on his shoulder. He told us:’ Rumors are being spread around by people in the village that soldiers have been killing people in Rakhine. But you should all maintain agriculture and fishing. The one thing we ask is that if you ensure soldiers, you don’t run away. If you run, we will shoot.’

” After the speech, the soldiers went from house to house. They were with[ local Rakhine Buddhists] and took everything they could find that was valuable: gold, cash, clothes, potatoes and rice. They smashed up houses of three or four people “theyre saying” had been spreading gossips. They were looking for fighters. The Buddhists had told them about fighters, but there were none there .”

Petam Ali, 30, rice distributor

Photograph: Noor Alam for the Guardian

A day before the attack, people from a village across the river called Dual Toli swam over to escape the army. More than 10 died in the river, according to Petam Ali, who sheltered some of the displaced in his family home. They watched their village burn from across the river.

At 3.30 am the next day, Ali heard shooting but was not sure of the direction.

” I live on the north side of the village and the army had crossed the river further north and were marching down. I left their own families to run out to the jungle to try and spot the soldiers. We awaited until 8am and then they moved in, wearing darknes green clothes. All of them were on foot.

” I ran back to get my family, but we were too rushed and my grandmother was too old to operate. From the forest, we watched them burn our house. It was the first in Tula Toli to be burned .”

Ali’s home, an eight-bedroom wooden structure that he built with his three friends for 16 members of their extended family, went up in flames fast. Its roof was covered in straw and leaves.

” The soldiers employed rocket-propelled grenades, and they set fire to the houses with matches. Once they had gone past, I went back. All the houses were burned. In the road, I ensure a dead man I recognised called Abu Shama. He had been shot in the chest. He was 85.”

In the wreckings of his home, Ali saw the singed and decapitated corpse of his grandmother.” Her name was Rukeya Banu. She was 75. When I returned to the jungle, I described the whole incident to the rest. They burst into tears. We walked for three days .”

Kabir Ahmed, 65, rice farmer

Photograph: Noor Alam for the Guardian

” When I heard the army attacking to the north, I jumped into the river ,” said Kabir Ahmed.” My two sons came with me. They are 10 and 12.”

Eight members of his family died, he said, and two of his other sons who are unaccounted for.

” They threw the children into the river. My three-year-old granddaughter, Makarra, and Abul Fayez, my one-year-old grandson. I was concealing on the south side of the river. They assembled everyone together and told them hanging in there. Then they shot them.

” We were on mounds, concealing behind trees. In the evening, they collected all the bodies on the river bank, dug into the sands and burned them. It passed 40 metres away from me, on the other side of the river. They are buried two to three metres from the riverside .”

Zahir Ahmed, 55, rice farmer( Kabir’s brother )

Photograph: Noor Alam for the Guardian

When the army arrived, Kabir Ahmed’s brother, Zahir, was also down by the river but in another spot. His son ran out of their home out in a panic.

“‘ Leave us !’ he hollered. I jumped into the river and swam to the other side.

” I awaited in the jungle, listening to the military firing. I was right next to the water. My son had gone to save other members of the family .” But he says all were killed.

He starts to count on his thumbs those who died:” My wife, Rabia Begum, 50; my first son, Hamid Hassan, 35; his daughter, Nyema, two to three, and his son, Rashid, six to seven months; my second son, Nour Kamel, 12; my third son, Fayzul Kamel, 10; my fourth son, Ismail, seven; my eldest daughter, Safura 25; her husband, Azhir Hassan, 35; my second daughter, Sanzida, 14; my third daughter, Estafa, six; my fourth daughter, Shahina Begum, five; my sixth daughter, Nour Shomi, two to three; my seventh daughter, Hasina, six months old.

” I waited for five hours and then left .”

Mohammed Idriss, 35

Photograph: Noor Alam for the Guardian

In Bangladesh, the refugees from Tula Toli have constructed camp on hills that were empty merely a few cases days before. Several thousand Rohingya have felled the trees, levelled out the beige mud and erected tents using sliced bamboo frames and black tarpaulin bought in the market.

All are hungry, and hundreds mob the rickety open-back trucks that local mosques have deployed to hand out donated clothes and food. For fear of being overwhelmed, volunteers hurl shirts and trousers into the heaving mob as they slowly drive along.

Children sleep on the dirt in tents, their parents looking on uneasily, worried about flu or diarrhoea. At a clearing nearby, liquid excrement soaks the ground.

When heavy rains arrive, Tula Toli’s displaced shower in the open. Women and children hold dented metal pots at the side of the tent to collect fresh water. Thousands have come to these hills, but the area is almost entirely absent of any belongings. Many fled in terror and few made it out of Myanmar with anything.

Mohammed Idriss lived on the western side of Tula Toli, which borders an region thick with trees and he was able to collect some things before leaving. He holds up a white bag that has two large pits in it.

” I had a bag filled with oil, sugar, flour, 10,000 kyat, rice- things I had taken from the house when we left. When we got to the Naf river[ the Bangladesh border ], the Myanmar army started shooting.

” I jumped into the river and then hid behind a sandbank. The soldier came and shot at the bag, opened it and took everything. Once we got to the Bangladesh border, the guards told us to head here .”

He says he carried the pouch for three days during the 10 -mile trek through the trees and mounds from Tula Toli.

At camp, Idriss gets a phone call to a dusty mobile, being charged by a cheap solar panel someone may be in the market. On the line was another Rohingya refugee near the border. They had discovered a woman with a gunshot meander to her arm who matched the description of his missing sister.

” They supposed she might have been Rabia, but she wasn’t ,” he said.” We’re not sure if she was killed or not. We are hoping .”

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