08:24:00 30.12.2017
Today I returned from the front-line and have to wait for my next shift. You want me to tell you that it was exciting and a lot of fun? No, I will not lie to you and will tell you the truth just like always. It was a difficult experience but not unbearable. There was many muddy, cold, dark and sleepless nights and two weeks without electricity and running water. If it was easy, they wouldn’t call it “service” and many people wouldn't try avoid serving in the army. It is called service, because we live in difficult conditions in order to serve something that is more important and greater than our individual selves. We serve on the front-line, so our people in the villages and cities can live in peace and so can we. If our previous generation was able to liberate Artsakh with only freedom fighter militias by living in much worse conditions, and if we are not able to maintain what they have liberated by having a stable army, then shame on us. I believe that every man must live under these difficult conditions for at least a certain period of time, so he can appreciate the relaxed lifestyle back home. I decided to enter the army and defend the front not because I love war, but because I love peace and understand real well the price of that peace. I could of served in any barracks, but I decided to serve on the front, because I entered the Armenian Army as a volunteer, and I believe that a volunteer must serve where it is most dangerous. In life, it's not always that we do what we wish or what we like, but what we are obligated to do for the sake of our future generations. There isn’t a man on the front who wouldn’t wish to be some place else, but this is who we are, this is what we do, we are soldiers and we must do our duty no matter what. - Hayk Nazaryan
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