On April 24… Գարուն ա … Ձուն ա արել…

And though I’m short of time, two things made me write this.

For the last time in Yerevan it has snowed in April 27 years ago, and that was in early April. As long as I remember it has always rained on April 24, the day when all Armenians all over the world mourn the Genocide. And people used to say that even the nature, the sky is mourning along with Armenians. This has always been a sad day and the rain would make the grief canvas even heavier.

I would never think that it would snow in mid Spring, that it would snow on April 24. The day is gloomy. And though it has been snowing heavily, it doesn’t hold people from attending the memorial and placing flowers around the eternal flame at Tsitsernakaberd,
I respect.

But now when it was snowing, the atmosphere is somewhat depressing more than ever. Spontaneously I remember Paruyr Sevak’s words from his “Anlreli Zangakatun” which tingle in my ears and pass on my lips and don’t leave my thoughts throughout the day – and not only. “Գարուն ա… Ձուն ա արել…” (It’s spring and it has snowed)

Խանգարե՞լ, ինչի՞ համար…

Գարուն էր չեկած ամառ`
Փուլ եկավ երկնակամար,
Ձյուն մաղեց մեր բաց գլխին,
Ձյուն մաղեց` կրակի պես…
Գարուն ա, ձուն ա արել…

And one more thing which rose my anger while I was watching news on TV yesterday. Will anyone give any constructed explanation as to why Dashnaks are keeping on burning Turkish flag every time before their march to Tsitsernakaberd, and at the memorial the previous night?

If anyone is ever interested why I don’t blog…

Yep, I’m not happy with it, of course, but… I have to busy myself with my forthcoming state exams.Well, it’s rather that they are busing me with themselves. Whatsever. Can’t think of anything else but my spot questions and how I’m going to pass my exams. I guess I mentioned it in some previous post, rather I’m doing it all the time.

I really lament the fact that unfortunately this period coincides with parliamentary elections and I could do so much regarding it, but I already gave up doing anything and am even thinking of not observing the forthcoming elections with IYC, well, if I’m lucky and everything goes well by that time, I might observe for the half of the day, at least something. My first exam is on May 15 and I wouldn’t really like to turn up half prepared or exhausted. But to tell the truth, I am already tired, tired of worrying, though I guess I shouldn’t… just keep calm…

Anyways, some time ago wanted to write about the workshop Civil Society Institute held in Tsaghadzor in participance with several NGO’s and political parties, who were to represent their activities, and young people from several regions. I represented It’s Your Choice, talked about it’s activities, programs, plans and so on. Tthough most of the youth gathered there seemed rather apathetic in being involved in anything, instead, being interested in playing games more than anything… albeit it was well organized.

Interesting it was, when during my presentation a girl, who represented a youth ngo and who incidentally appeared to be a member of CEC, in front of everyone argued with me that the lists with names are being hang in polling stations 29 days before elections, opposing to my statment that they are hang 40 days before elections. She insisted on her point saying that who would hang the lists if the commission is not made up yet, proving once more her ignorance of the Electoral Code, as far as the precinct commission has nothing to do with hanging the lists, it being the responsibility of the department of passports of each community and the heads of the structures, buildings turned into polling stations.

City in posters

And though early in the morning I got up from an sms wishing me happy Easter, the first thing I striking me soon after it when I looked through the window was Dashnaktsutyun Party’s poster stuck on the opposite wall of my building. “Wow, Sunday, early in the morning, literary first hours of the official period and they have already managed to go about the blocks with posters or someone in our block is apparently Dashnak” was my first thought.

Later on when I left home I saw two other posters attached on the building. My doubts about someone in my neighborhood being dashnak were eliminated when on the way to Gavar I witnessed other posters put up on the majority of Yerevan buildings. Quite thumping was the scene in the center of Gavar, where apart from the posters stuck on almost all the buildings, a huge white ball with Dashnaktsutyun sign was hang in the middle of an intersection, and it kind of reminded me of the “yes-vote” used in GB.

Therefore contrasting it was not to see a single poster by Prosperous Armenia Party in Gavar, despite the huge posters which appeared in Yerevan long before the start of the official campaign. Though, unlike the latter and the Republican Party, Dashnaks at least waited for the start of the official campaign and took to actions without wasting a single minute and probably spending the whole night putting up those posters all over the way.

(mis)translation…

During a translation one of the 2nd year students translated:

“… in Japan…”

“… Ղափանում…”

Hehehe… Of course we laughed, and pondered later “mmmm…”, especially when the material never included anything about Armenia.