Tensions high in disputed Caucasus territory
By Onnik Krikorian
Great Reporter
Sept 27 2004
In Greek mythology, the Caucasus was a pillar supporting the world,
but today the developing region is a hotbed of discontent that
threatens to erupt into conflict once more…
Anyone taking the road from Goris to Stepanakert has passed through
Lachin, the strategic, main artery in the lifeline between Armenia
and the self-declared Republic of Nagorno-Karabakh. Few actually
visit the town now of course, perhaps unsurprisingly given the
destruction evident throughout. The only interest for many passing
through is that Lachin lies not in Karabakh, but within what the
international community considers sovereign Azerbaijani territory.
Conflict erupted over Nagorno Karabakh in 1988 after this tiny
enclave, mainly inhabited by Christian Armenians but governed by
Azerbaijan, demanded reunification with Armenia. Moslem Azerbaijan
refused. At least 25,000 died during the following six years of
fighting, and one million were forced to flee their homes. By the
time a ceasefire agreement was signed in May 1994, Armenian forces
controlled 14 per cent of Azerbaijan.
Most of the 700,000 Azeri refugees that ended up living in squalid
camps in Azerbaijan come from territory outside of Karabakh proper,
and for the international mediators charged with the task of finding
a peaceful solution to the 13-year-old conflict; any settlement must
include the return of refugees to their former homes. The reality at
ground zero, however, is that those villages and towns have long
since been razed.
For most Armenians, this bridge between Armenia and Karabakh is part
of an ancient historical motherland usurped long ago from its
rightful owners by nomadic Turkic interlopers and is now being
resettled. For Azeris, this is their land, recognised internationally
and seized illegitimately. Nearly eight years after the ceasefire,
the issue still has the power to pull Azeris out onto the streets,
demanding, as they have in recent weeks and months, that their
government take military action to reclaim the territory.
Into the buffer zone
The daily van that departs for Lachin from Yerevan should make the
trip in five hours, but, driving at a snail’s pace, it takes seven.
The landscape is scenic but the journey arduous, and the road itself
says much about the region’s recent history. After passing the border
where Armenia theoretically ends, the road is immaculately asphalted,
but rubble from the war still lies strewn across the landscape.
Further on, wires strung across the valley, originally intended to
prevent low-flying helicopters from evading radar detection, still
remain.
On the outskirts of Lachin, a recently constructed church belies the
fact that this town, now renamed Berdzor, was once inhabited by at
least 20,000 Azeris and Kurds. During the war, both sides pursued
tactics designed to prevent inhabitants from returning to their
homes, and the destruction unleashed on Lachin was considerable.
Houses are being rebuilt however, but this time for approximately
3,000 Armenians relocated in an effort to repopulate the region.
The aim is to increase the population of the unrecognised republic
from under 150,000 in 1994 to 300,000 by 2010. Given the size of
Karabakh, it is hard to imagine that the plan does not also include
towns such as Lachin that lie outside Karabakh proper, in the buffer
zone connecting the enclave to Armenia. Moreover, while the official
line suggests that those relocating to Karabakh and elsewhere are
Armenian refugees from Azerbaijan, the reality on the ground suggests
otherwise.
New arrivals
Zoric Irkoyan, for one, is not a refugee. Arriving six years ago from
Yerevan, he openly admits that most of those inhabiting the disputed
territory are from Armenia and that few refugees have joined the
resettlement program. “Not many came because they were used to their
life in Baku and Sumgait [in Azerbaijan],” explains Irkoyan. “Many
now feel safer in Armenia, and like a million other Armenians, some
have left for Russia.”
Not surprising, perhaps.
What Irkoyan, his wife and two young daughters have come to is a
simple, virtually unfurnished shack. Chickens run free in the yard
outside, while a hole in the ground serves as the toilet for the
entire family. Cooking is on a simple electric stove that just about
manages to boil oriental coffee in 15 minutes, and water collects
every morning in the makeshift sink assembled outside.
An old, dilapidated television barely picks up Russian television,
and Armenian TV broadcast from Yerevan is even worse. Homes like
these are among the poorest to be found anywhere the Caucasus, and
while life may be difficult throughout the region, things are even
tougher in Lachin. Still, Irkoyan does have a good job now, working
as the chief education specialist for the local department of
education, youth affairs, and sports.
The flag of the unrecognized Republic of Nagorno-Karabakh flies over
his offices, a municipal building serving as the administrative
centre for most of the territory sandwiched between Armenia and
Karabakh. Stretching from Lachin to the Iranian border, what has
become known as the occupied territories is marked on Armenian maps
as Kashatagh, while to the north; Kelbajar is part of the New
Shahumian region. For the traveller, though, only the rather
insignificant border crossing indicates that this is not Armenia.
Irkoyan’s 45-minute journey to work takes him along terrible roads
that are, in some places, nonexistent. As we pass the remains of
devastated and derelict buildings, Irkoyan admits that conditions are
bad, but says that there are plenty more waiting to come.
Fifteen thousand Armenians already live in Kashatagh, and buses bring
the new arrivals to Lachin every week to claim social benefits
dispensed from the window of the building opposite.
It would seem that for many in Armenia, conditions can be even worse,
but in Lachin virtually everyone has work. Schools and other social
services have been established to cater to the needs of the settlers,
and there is also the lure of other benefits. Anyone intending to
relocate to Kashatagh receives financial incentives, cattle and
livestock worth about $240, land, and a ruined Azeri home that they
can call their own.
None of that influenced Irkoyan’s decision to resettle here, he says.
Part of the military force that seized the town 10 years earlier, he
considers it his duty. “It was our dream to liberate Lachin,” he
explains, “and when I heard that there were schools in the liberated
territories that needed specialists, I decided to move. If we were
occupying someone else’s land, I would never have come, but there are
Armenian churches and monuments destroyed by the Azeris everywhere.”
“While those who once lived here could say they that were fighting
for their birthplace,” he continues, “they could not say that they
were fighting for their historical motherland.
If some Azeris wanted to return we might consider giving them homes,
but they don’t.” Irkoyan adds that he even keeps the photograph of
the former occupants of the home he has since rebuilt. “They looked
like normal people,” he admits.
Future perfect?
The sound of construction work can be heard throughout Lachin and
there are even two markets, dozens of small shops, and a café. The
shops may carry the names of regions long since lost to Turkey, but
on the shelves, somewhat ironically, there are dozens of boxes of
Azeri tea (Azercay) imported via Georgia. Irkoyan says that he has
“no problem with establishing cultural or economic contact with the
Azeris.”
In contrast, Calouste, a 39-year-old former computer programmer from
the Bangladesh district of Yerevan who opened a grocery store in
Lachin four years ago, says that if there were enough Armenian goods
to sell, he wouldn’t stock a single imported item. That is his goal,
and when that happens, everything will be perfect.
Life may not yet meet Calouste’s definition of perfection and there
is much hardship here, but there is a sense that Lachin is developing
into a community, although of course, nothing is ever that simple in
the Caucasus. With salaries low throughout the region, many still buy
goods on credit. One customer has come in that day to settle his
account, handing 6,000 Armenian dram (about $12) over the counter
while Calouste’s sister crosses his name off a list that stretches
several pages.
Another waits in line to buy vodka and wine while Calouste encourages
him to buy goods produced in Armenia from a selection largely made up
of imported items. He already offers bottles of wine named after the
disputed city of Shushi in Karabakh, along with Armenian cigarettes,
vodka, light bulbs, chocolate, ice cream, and fruit juices. There is
even talk of growing tobacco nearby to supply cigarette producers in
Armenia.
“We don’t want help,” he says, apologising that he’s a nationalist.
“If Armenians living in the Diaspora just send us money, we’ll forget
how to help ourselves.”
Present imperfect
The next day, Irkoyan takes me northward in the direction of Herik,
formerly the Azeri village of Ahmadlu. Until around 1918, when the
Azeris came and displaced its Armenian population, it was the
Armenian village of Hayri. Herik lies 50 kilometres along a road that
passes the 5th Century Armenian monastery of Tsitsernavank, but it
seems like more than 200. Meandering through a pastoral scene that
contrasts sharply with the sight of towns and villages long since
razed to the ground, cows brought over the border with Armenia now
graze among the ruins.
In these parts, it is not always easy to talk, like Calouste, of
self-sufficiency. In Melikashen, a little village not far from
Lachin, one family invites us in for coffee. Amid the dirt and
dilapidation of their new home, “repossessed” from its former owners,
the new arrivals explain that the Armenian Diaspora must invest in
these new communities while Irkoyan is more interested in validating
Armenian claims to this land by taking me to see an old Armenian
castle. An Azeri house has been built into its side.
Behind the remains of an Armenian stone cross now broken in two, pigs
are being herded into an outhouse while an old woman skins the head
of a slaughtered sheep on the balcony above. Her husband invites us
in, insisting, as duty demands, that we have some tan, a drink
similar to yogurt, before we leave. A passing car throws up a cloud
of dust, momentarily obscuring the view.
The next stop on a road that takes us past the remains of Azeri
villages, towns, cemeteries, and the occasional Armenian monastery
perched high overhead is Moshatagh. The village head, another new
arrival from Jermuk, once a popular tourist destination in Armenia,
sits with his family of eight on the veranda of their new home. His
four-wheel drive is needed to make the journey to Herik, high in the
surrounding hills, but even then, the twisting, narrow road will be
difficult.
Upon our arrival, children in threadbare clothing clamour to have
their photographs taken outside the 16th Century church that the
Azeris once used as a cattle shed. Conditions must have been
significantly worse in Armenia for families to consider relocating to
Herik. There are no telephones, and water has to be collected from a
hosepipe that serves as the irrigation system for the entire village.
Irkoyan says that 50 per cent of the villages now being resettled
have no electricity.
And for some, the conditions are too hard. Another family invites us
in. Their living conditions are the worst I have seen anywhere. They
have decided enough is enough and have since moved their seven
children to Lachin as the winter set in. Another family from the 13
who originally came here has also left.
Others, however, are more resilient and defiant. Feasting on barbecue
and lamb stew, perhaps as many as 100 sit around plastic sheets that
serve as makeshift tablecloths. The vodka flows as freely as the
nearby river, and toasts made by former fighters still in uniform are
simple and to the point. For them, this is Armenian land, and it will
never be given back.
Future imperfect?
Their toasts may be defiant, but there is a fear that gnaws the
villagers as they eat – that Armenian President Robert Kocharian
might make concessions in order to bring much-needed stability and
economic investment to the region. Reports from Key West, Florida,
where the Organisation for Security and Cooperation in Europe (OSCE)
attempted to broker an agreement, worry them.
So too do reports suggesting that in order to restart the peace
process after it stalled in June, Armenia would have to first
withdraw its troops from the occupied territories and return the land
to Azerbaijan. The aim may be peace, but such talk could bring the
sides closer to war again. Nationalists in both Armenia and
Azerbaijan have already said they would rather resume hostilities
than concede any territory to the other, and when Vardan Oskanian,
Armenia’s foreign minister, referred to Kashatagh as “occupied”,
political parties instead called for his resignation.
Echoing these sentiments, Irkoyan says he would refuse to leave.
“Some might have moved here because of the social conditions in
Armenia,” he says, “but others did not. I can’t guarantee that I will
always live in Lachin, but there is a connection with this land. It
is our life, and if we lose that, there is nothing. While I am not
saying that everybody will fight again, at least 30 per cent would.
Nobody can tell us what to do, not even the Americans.”
“There could be concessions from some parts of Fizuli and Aghdam,” he
continues, “but anyone who knows this territory understands that
nothing else can be returned. In my opinion, not one centimetre
should be given back. If we return anything, we will again be risking
the security of Armenians living in Karabakh. The most effective
peacekeeping force is our own.”
Further south, Razmik Kurdian, an Armenian from Lebanon who heads the
tiny village of Ditsmayri situated between Zangelan and the Iranian
border, puts it more bluntly. “This land was paid for in blood, and
will only be given back with blood,” he says, in between impromptu
renditions of old nationalist songs glorifying victories over the
Turks. “If anyone ever thought of returning this land, they would be
betraying the memory of those who died.”
For Irkoyan, Kurdian, and many others, therefore, this land will
always be Armenian but while they admit that small pockets of
territory outside Nagorno-Karabakh proper, in particular Aghdam and
Fizuli, could conceivably be given back, it is unlikely that
Azerbaijan and the international mediators will ever consider any of
this land as Armenian. For the peacemakers, then, conflicting claims
to the land that lies between Armenia and Nagorno-Karabakh could
prove as sensitive an issue as the status of Karabakh itself.
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