AGBU Magazine |March 1998

Uzbekistan

ON THE ROAD TO NEW HORIZONS Uzbekistan

by David Zenian Success knows no boundaries and three Armenian natives of Uzbekistan are proving just that in medicine, industry and government. Dr. Ardzvik Davidian was born in Samarkand and still lives in the same home which was built by his grandfather in 1902. Boris Arakelyan gave up "a comfortable life" in Glendale, California, to return to Tashkent in 1994 because he felt "at home" in Uzbekistan. Grigory Arustamyan is a Deputy Prosecutor of Tashkent, the capital of Uzbekistan.

ARMENIANS IN CENTRAL ASIA Uzbekistan

by David Zenian Armenians are no strangers to Central Asia where they have lived on and off for hundreds of years, well before many of today's republics were born. According to old historical records, Armenian warriors and traders once moved freely in many parts of the region, often fighting alongside local warlords in exchange of trading privileges. They were particularly active during the glorious days of the early Persian Empire, which once spanned its influence along the legendary Silk Road that stretched across Central Asia.

ARMENIAN ARTISTS WITH A UZBEK TOUCH Uzbekistan

by David Zenian Lazar Samsonovich Agryan still paints at the age of 87. Suren Babayan is an award-winning painter and Robert Avakian's sculptures immortalize decades of Uzbek achievements. Their works are on permanent display in museums, government buildings, and main squares in several cities across Uzbekistan. "I have devoted my life to art, and I want my works to be sent to Armenia, especially those between 1934 and 1945 when I lived and painted in Armenia," he said over breakfast which consisted of home-made bread, jam and a small bottle of vodka.

A TALE OF TWO ARMENIAN FAMILIES Home Away from Home

by David Zenian When Ernest Balayan was diagnosed with cancer and told by his doctors that he had only a few months to live, he gathered his family around him and said, "I don't want to die here. Take me back to Stepanakert." That was in 1989, and more than eight years later, his wife, Hasmik, still remembers the smile on Ernest's face as their car entered the war-torn capital of Nagorno Karabakh, his birthplace. He died a few months later at the age of 49 and was buried in the city where he was born.