Gayane Chobanyan

Knock at the door and it will open…

By Gayane Chobanyan I was maybe 4 years old; I can’t remember exactly, it was sometime around 1994. My mother, brother and I were sitting next to the wood furnace in the candlelight. Why didn’t we have electricity and had to spend our evenings in the candlelight? Why couldn’t we watch TV? Why didn’t we … Continue reading »