Letter to Prime Minister
Lyuba (Talita) is one of those women, whom I meet constantly. She works as a cleaner in Abovyan city. One can see her often cleaning o...
On the Seashore of Armenia
By Anna Davtyan
Let’s define a country: post-Soviet – which Armenia is; post war - like the one in Nagorno Karabakh that remains un...
Other Motherland
My three-year old son was telling for several days about the newcomer African boy at their kindergarten.
“Alvin’s face is black, hi...
DOMIK
By Serpil Polat & Cigdem Ucuncu / NarPhotos
In December 1988, the devastating "Spitak Earthquake" hit the Northern part of Arme...
War Not Peace: Unpunctuated Lives
Eva – The first
Eva was the first among the women and at the Kristapor Ivanyan Military College in Stepanakert. The college began a...
Khtsaberd, Artsakh
There’s a place in the world I dream about every morning, where every evening I regret not being there. There’s a place in the world w...
They leave today
The members of the house have been silent since morning. No one is saying anything specific. It’s as though they’re all offended with ...
Animals help people
Founded in 2008, the Centaur Association of Hippotherapy and Equestrian Sports is located in the Ushi rural community of Aragatsotn ma...
Life until and after
Life until
When she got married she was still 18. The marriage was an escape from a difficult life. Her future husband had just ret...
Corridors
Among residential houses, parks, and cemeteries is a triplex, multi-storey, giant Soviet structure: the National Center of Oncology na...