Category 'My Armenian Heritage'


I never knew about this part of history…I never ever knew After my concerts, after I have been singing the ancient Armenian folk songs and weaving in the story of my grandparents, survivors of the Armenian Genocide, the very ones who passed on these folk songs to me, after I share this history through story…

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I Love the Sun-Baked Taste of Armenian Words I love the sun-baked taste of Armenian words, their lament like ancient lutes, the bend of blood-red flowering roses in the accents, the lilt of Naiyirian steps still danced by girls. I love the arch of skies, the faceted waters running through its syllables; the mountain weather,…

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I am getting my heart and soul ready to see the new movie The Promise about the Armenian Genocide. I want to see this film;  I want to see how the directors have crafted our story. At the same time, I don’t want to see this film.  I don’t want to be reminded of the…

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Oh Syria I have walked your dusty streets I have tasted your luscious fruits – ah, the apricots and peaches and watermelons and fresh, colourful delicacies; they taste like nothing I have eaten before!  I have taken in the aroma of your sweet pastries and breads; oh the breads!  And the olives and kebabs and…

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