Astkhik Tashchyan

       People’s fates are so strangely interwoven occasionally and reveal themselves to us in such unexpected ways …It so happened that Astkhik was in the same column of refugees as the survivors of the shattered family. In a single day she had lost her father, husband, brother and new-born son and the young woman was close to madness.
       Little Sirarpi, who was so in need of motherly love and attention, brought together these two inconsolably grief-stricken young people. And Astchik devoted all her love and remaining maternal feelings into Sirarpi, who had been left without a mother.