By Piruza Khalapyan Text Anush Kocharyan, Piruza Khalapyan I left the first burning house with two festive glasses in my hands and anguish in my soul. The man – who set his house on fire in Charektar village, Shahumyan district on Nove...

Incessant War

I have no fear of the road. My feelings have hardened since the war of 1992… I am afraid of scenes they are talking ...

Tatul Hakobyan, Writer, Journalist

Throughout my conscious and professional life, whatever I did had to deal with the Turks and the Azeris, and tha...

Roubina Margossian, EVN Report Managing Editor

It resumed that day, in the morning… For me, the war didn’t end.

Sevak Vardumyan, Political Commentator, Reporter, ...

At first I didn’t understand what the sound was, because I didn’t serve in the army. Never have I heard the soun...

Ami Chichakyan, Journalist, “Aravot” (Morning) Dai...

On September 27, when I learnt what was going on, I packed my suitcase immediately and left for Stepanakert on t...

Areg Balayan, Official Photographer of the Governm...

War was always likely to occur, but I couldn’t have imagined such an outcome...