... And home we were.
Stepanakert is cute, tidy and it sure feels like home. It is that kind of feeling you get when you are walking the pathways of Magaravank and at the same time you gaze at the snow-peaked Tarsus mountains across the sea .... Cilicia ... home...
Or when you are walking under the ruins of our churches in Sourp Ganchvor in Famagusta, Sourp Asdvadzadzin in Turkish-occupied Nicosia, or Akhtamar's Ani... when you look at Ararat's peak even on an unclear day, or even when you walk the streets of Yerevan.... home.
And Stepanakert, as well as every inch of Armenian Artsakh felt that way ... haygagan pour me hogh.
Kantsasar ... whose divine-protected church had survived the Azeri missiles that failed to explode every time they had landed there.
Shushi... whose strategic long-awaited liberation is not in any military handbook.
Tigranagert Castle ... the ultimate proof of Karabakh's Armenian identity littered with archaeological findings with every step you take and every foot you dig.
Home was visible in every beautiful smile of the citizens of Karabakh, in the morning songs of the schools, and the morning cry of the new-born baby across the road.
the full story by Simon Ayndejian from gibrahayer.com
Stepanakert is cute, tidy and it sure feels like home. It is that kind of feeling you get when you are walking the pathways of Magaravank and at the same time you gaze at the snow-peaked Tarsus mountains across the sea .... Cilicia ... home...
Or when you are walking under the ruins of our churches in Sourp Ganchvor in Famagusta, Sourp Asdvadzadzin in Turkish-occupied Nicosia, or Akhtamar's Ani... when you look at Ararat's peak even on an unclear day, or even when you walk the streets of Yerevan.... home.
And Stepanakert, as well as every inch of Armenian Artsakh felt that way ... haygagan pour me hogh.
Kantsasar ... whose divine-protected church had survived the Azeri missiles that failed to explode every time they had landed there.
Shushi... whose strategic long-awaited liberation is not in any military handbook.
Tigranagert Castle ... the ultimate proof of Karabakh's Armenian identity littered with archaeological findings with every step you take and every foot you dig.
Home was visible in every beautiful smile of the citizens of Karabakh, in the morning songs of the schools, and the morning cry of the new-born baby across the road.
the full story by Simon Ayndejian from gibrahayer.com