Nobody thought the conflict would last so long

Nobody thought the conflict would last so long

16-04-2007 11:42:53 – KarabakhOpen

`He was a forester, and everyone in the village respected him. Nobody
in the village would say a bad thing about him,’ Granny Tamara recalls
her husband. `He lived in Seydishen (Khachen) from 1938, he finished
school there, he went to the army and returned to the village. He saw
me here, he fell in love with me, we got married. Nobody thought it
would happen¦’

Aunt Tamara had an international family. Her husband is Azerbaijani,
her daughter married an Azerbaijani, the wives of her husband’s
brothers are a Russian, an Armenian and an Azerbaijani. And they all
got on well with one another.

`My husband was strong, he would not have scandals in our family. We
had one daughter, she graduated from the pedagogical college of Baku,
the department of philology. After graduating, she married an
Azerbaijani, who was also a philologist, they moved to our village,
both were teachers. We lived together in a friendly family. However,
soon my daughter died of a disease. Doctors could not help her. She
died and left two orphans. I brought up her children like my own
children. When the war started, everyone left, and now I am alone.
Nobody thought the conflict would last so long. We thought everything
would be fine in a few days, a few months, a year.’

Her grandson Emin was 12, her granddaughter Lily was 10 when they had
to leave their granny. She did not heard from them for a long
time. Five years ago Tamara got a letter from her children.

`We have relatives in Tbilisi. My Emin sent me a letter with two
photos through them. That’s all I have to remind me about them. I talk
to these photos all day long. I learned from the letter that after
finishing school in Barda he was sent to his uncle in Baku to continue
his education. There he got married and has a baby. Nothing about
Lily. I do not know where she is. And I worry about her. I am old, I
have nothing in this life, I am weak. I dream of one thing only ` to
see my children once before I die.’