THE COUNTRY FAR AWAY IS SORRY BEDROS DAĞLIYAN
DISTANT HOMELAND IS GRIEF BEDROS DAĞLIYAN I am in deep thoughts. Time passes softly, like a memory, but it also destroys us as it passes... We are living in Istanbul in September, hot during the day and cool in the evening... It makes me feel the pain more deeply; I shudder. We are unintentionally living a lying time. That lie grips all our limbs and thoughts from head to toe; I consider myself paralysed. In a beautiful city, we are tasting pain from dishonest people. But all our cities should be beautiful; look how many beautiful and wise people are sitting next to us... Pain does not pass through all peoples equally. Because it is more cruel to some... Here, the Kurdish People have suffered an untimely Like a scorched swallow tossed into the vortex of lynching, they are searching for their young. I think of Hrant... How his analyses of the peoples of Turkey tell us the truth... Son This sharing in one of the articles he wrote was perhaps the beginning of the events that cost his life... 1915 He was disturbed by the fact that the Armenian massacres and deportations were discussed only in terms of those who were massacred. This that it might be better to talk about the traumatic event through the survivors. Survivors of the events the talk of people who stayed, who converted, is a taboo for the Turkish rulers and the Armenian people. It was known. ‘Those who survived and were converted, those who were forced to marry; talking about these things is the only way to get to the truth. ‘was a major factor for the emergence of the new world... When the news about Sabiha Gökçen was published in the Agos Newspaper, it caused a great sensation.’ Sabiha Hatun's secret’ in which it is mentioned that Sabiha Gökçen was an Armenian girl taken from an orphanage, Her Armenian relatives were mentioned. However, Sabiha Gökçen was an important symbol not only of Turkey but also of Turkishness. Atatürk's She was a spiritual daughter and symbolised the strong Turkish woman. She was the first Turkish woman pilot and led the Dersim Rebellion. was one of the heroes of the suppression. Hipsime Sebilciyan is an Armenian from Armenia... She worked as a cleaner in Turkey and then He was one of those who returned to Armenia. She described Sabiha Gökçen as follows: Sabiha Gökçen is my aunt. We are originally from Ayntab. Our roots go back to the Sebilciyan family. My grandmother Maryam Sebiljian. My grandfather Nerses Sebiljian. My grandfather Nerses died during the events of 1915. Maryam and Nerses had seven children, two of them girls. One of the daughters was my mother Diruhi, and the other was Hatun... Here She was Sabiha Gökçen herself. So she was my aunt. My mum and Aunt Hatun lived in Antep They were in an orphanage in Cibin, near Cibin. Atatürk came to the orphanage at that time, saw my aunt, a lovely girl, and pointed with his finger and said, ‘I want this girl.’ When he took her in his arms, he didn't want to leave. they took her by force. ‘She left crying, I cried a lot too, but it was no use.’ ‘When my aunt became the spiritual daughter of Atatürk, they changed her name from Hatun to Sabiha. My uncles They contacted Turkey and asked for information about him... No one answered their questions. And so we We looked for her in Yerevan by placing an advert in the ‘Hayreniki Tzayn’ newspaper.’ My mother said, ‘If my sister is dead, bring a handful of her soil and put it on my grave. If he's not dead, tell him he has relatives here.’ Now converted Armenians from all over Anatolia are speaking out. Forcibly Turkified, converted to the children of those who have changed their religion, they say that they are Armenians... As in the story told by Hrant, Armenians return to this country only to die. I am still a Giaour I'm looking for my house in the square where I carved my name. Even one day, when I pass away from this world, I'm looking for a metre My only desire is a piece of earth... So we are all like water waiting for the day it will return to its crack.