„The Book of Whispers don*t spread hatred against Turkish people”
The Book of Whispers is a glaring story about the fate of the Armenians during the cruel 1900s and has come in about ten languages.
Writes about the death marches, but also about Armenian culture and everyday life, as he experienced it as a child. His grandparents and other elders told me about the cruelties that had taken place. They drank their coffee and talked quietly. The bloody story was part of reality „like the grass and the rain.”
Grandfather Setrak and grandfather Garabet
The main characters in the novel are Varujan Vosganian’s grandfather and grandfather. They were taken from the Greek theater: the grandfather represented the comedy. He was a happy man who thought it was best to forget the horrible one. The grandfather represented the seriousness, the tragedy. He felt that he had to understand what had happened in history to avoid war and violence being repeated. And he believed in the power of forgiveness.
No hatred against the Turks
Varujan Vosganian is Armenian born in Romania, where his relatives had escaped the persecution of the Hungarian Turks movement. Varujan is both mathematician and poet, he has written some poetry collections and a series of books about economics. He is today Romania’s Minister for Finance and the Book of Wisdom is his first novel.
He has a lot of Turkish businessmen and politicians to do, but he does not carry on any indignant hatred against Turks, despite the genocide.
„We children never learned to hate,” he says.
The Turkish authorities would have a lot to learn from Germany and Japan, says Vosganian. Germany has made up with the destruction of the Jews. The Japanese emperor has asked the Chinese for forgiveness for all injustices. A good chance of recognizing the genocide has Turkey next year, when it is a hundred years ago. Varujan Vosganian.
To die crying
The deadsmiths from different parts of Anatolia to Deir-es-Zor in the desert of present Syria depict him objectively touching: „It’s not true that the people did not cry. They just cried in another way. The gray was a kind of uninterrupted silent compassion. This tearless cry Served as prayer, curse, silence and testimony. Many slept crying, others cried. ”
War like nasal bombs
„There’s really just no war,” says grandfather Garabet in the novel of The Book of Whispers. „It’s like hives, breaking out in different places all the time.” It is only the one who can forgive the end of this war, he believes.