![]() I reconciled it by deciding that more people see a story when a photographer's work is decorated. People were congratulating me and there was a celebration over this intense tragedy that I had captured. When I won a World Press award for this photograph, I felt sad. It can be agonisingly painful to think that all you're doing is taking pictures. Around you are medics, security personnel, people doing good work. I wish I could have found out how her life unravelled, but as soon as the scene was locked down, I ran back to the office to file.Īs a photographer, you feel helpless. It epitomised the whole mood – this older woman caught in the middle of this ridiculous, tragic event. This woman was escorted out of the building and round this devastated street corner. It was one of those situations where you have to put fear aside and focus on the job at hand: to watch the situation and document it. It was still very fresh and there was a risk of another bomb. ![]() I remember feeling very scared because there was still popping and hissing and small explosions, and the building was collapsing. It was carnage, there were bodies, flames were coming out of the buildings. I was able to get to the epicentre of the explosion. ![]() The Afghan security forces normally shut down a suicide bombing like this pretty quickly. ![]()
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