Jag var endast 6 år gammal när Aghdam ockuperades. Mina minnen av Aghdam och vår by Yusifjanli är så mycket som får plats i ett barns minne. Jag mindes knappt Moskén Juma i staden, Tehuset, futbollplanet “Imaret”, kyrkogården Garahadzji. Däremot förvarade jag de minnena som höll vår by levande i mina drömmar. Jag påminde mig själv ofta om dem så att ifall jag någon gång skulle återvända till vår by skulle jag kunna hitta spår efter dem här minnena.
Armenian terrorism, in the absence of sufficient political and military strength, has been used from its earliest beginning as an effective tool for acquiring resources and territory to create a sole living space for Armenians scattered across the world. The early Armenian political institutions of Armenikan (1885), Hunchak (1887) and the Armenian Revolutionary Federation Dashnaktsutiun/ARFD (1890) recognized and utilized terror as a necessary means of struggle against perceived enemies and a way to consolidate the Armenian ethnicity in its transformation from an ethno-religious sect of the Armenian Gregorian Church into a mono-ethnic nation with statehood.
My eyes seemed to be looking inside me, at my recollections. I was going inside myself. I felt as if I was moving through the jungle, clearing, tramping and breaking my own way and reliving the memories as horror enveloped my face like a spider’s web… Oxumağa davam et →
My 10-year-old son congratulated me on 23 February, what’s known as ‘Men’s Day’, and gave me a ‘cruise missile’ he had made out of paper in school. The side of the missile was decorated with an Azerbaijani flag, and had a long staircase at the bottom. It resembled the Soviet long-range missile SS-20. When uranium is added to it, the missile can become a nuclear bomb.
Although I accepted the present, I told my son that 23 February marked the establishment of the Soviet Army which put an end to Azerbaijan’s independence in 1920, committed a massacre in Baku in January 1990, and helped the Armenians occupy Karabakh. In other words, the day marks the establishment of an army that was alien and hostile towards Azerbaijan. I asked my son to object to his teacher on my behalf over this long forgotten ‘holiday’.
Then I asked why had he decided to make a missile. Here is our conversation verbatim. Oxumağa davam et →