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He dreams to find medals he left behind in Sumgait
28-02-2007 13:28:24 - KarabakhOpen
Armen Abrahamyan, 84, was born on February 20. He is one of the
refugees who escaped from Baku to Stepanakert in 1988. Since then he
has been living with his wife at the dormitory of Artsakh State
University. He comes from the village of Dashushen, Karabakh.
Therefore, when he escaped from the pogroms in Sumgait, he preferred
his native Karabakh, hoping to live a happy old age here. `I was
mistaken. And I am sorry to say so. They promised an apartment to us
19 years ago, I am still waiting. I have worked all my life, I fought
World War II, now I can hardly make both ends meet on the pension I
get.
I have turned to all the bosses ` the prime minister, the speaker of
parliament, all they do is make promises. Once I saw the president in
front of our dormitory. I went up to him through the crowd and told
him that I haven't got an apartment yet. He only gave me a smile. Now
after so many years they seem to keep their promises. They built
houses for refugees from Sumgait. For me too. But these houses are on
the edge of the city. How can Armen in his 80s move to live on the
edge of the world? I wouldn't demand if I did not deserve. I even
decided to write to Putin and told him about my problems. Why Putin?
Because I have heard that he takes care about his veterans of war.'
You can read a novel about the life of Armen Abrahamyan from his
numerous decorations he cherishes like the pupil of his eye. He says
he left some medals behind when he escaped from Sumgait. He dreams of
finding these medals although he is sure that at best someone found
them and pinned them on his ragged jeans as homage to youth fashion.
28-02-2007 13:28:24 - KarabakhOpen
Armen Abrahamyan, 84, was born on February 20. He is one of the
refugees who escaped from Baku to Stepanakert in 1988. Since then he
has been living with his wife at the dormitory of Artsakh State
University. He comes from the village of Dashushen, Karabakh.
Therefore, when he escaped from the pogroms in Sumgait, he preferred
his native Karabakh, hoping to live a happy old age here. `I was
mistaken. And I am sorry to say so. They promised an apartment to us
19 years ago, I am still waiting. I have worked all my life, I fought
World War II, now I can hardly make both ends meet on the pension I
get.
I have turned to all the bosses ` the prime minister, the speaker of
parliament, all they do is make promises. Once I saw the president in
front of our dormitory. I went up to him through the crowd and told
him that I haven't got an apartment yet. He only gave me a smile. Now
after so many years they seem to keep their promises. They built
houses for refugees from Sumgait. For me too. But these houses are on
the edge of the city. How can Armen in his 80s move to live on the
edge of the world? I wouldn't demand if I did not deserve. I even
decided to write to Putin and told him about my problems. Why Putin?
Because I have heard that he takes care about his veterans of war.'
You can read a novel about the life of Armen Abrahamyan from his
numerous decorations he cherishes like the pupil of his eye. He says
he left some medals behind when he escaped from Sumgait. He dreams of
finding these medals although he is sure that at best someone found
them and pinned them on his ragged jeans as homage to youth fashion.