Assoc. Prof. Dr. & Dr. Honoris Causa Sabahudin Hadžialić delivered a keynote address on February 21, 2020, in a book promotion event and international scientific conference on the occasion of 28th anniversary of the Khojaly Genocide in Azerbaijan, a crime against humanity committed by the Armenian Armed Forces on February 26, 1992, inside the sovereign territory of the Republic of Azerbaijan.

An article by Peter Tase, published at Eurasia Review, says that H. E. Dr. Eldar Hasanov, Ambassador Extraordinary and Plenipotentiary of the Republic of Azerbaijan to Bosnia and Herzegovina, Republic of Serbia and Montenegro (resident in Belgrade), was a keynote speaker of this premier international scientific conference.

This conference was held at the International University of Sarajevo, and the book was written by Mrs. Sariyya Muslumgizi, entitled: “The Children That Did Not Grow Up.”

The following is an excerpt of a statement delivered by Prof. Hadžialić:

The memory is eternity. They were ages 4 to 18. Their life was opening for them, but they have disappeared in memory. For eternity. Both ours and as well as – theirs.

It is because of the shaping of the assumptions that mark the eternity of global suffering solely because another and different one is the enemy who needs to disappear, without the possibility of finding a compromise, the little people – the children of Azerbaijan have become gigantic, never got over personalities who just walked through the initial creation, creating the path of life, but …

Where there is no communication with each other, the possibilities arise first of verbal and then of physical conflict, regardless of where you are on the areas of this world of ours, filled with continuous sin – precisely a conflict, which only changes the forms of appearance, while essentially remaining and surviving as a negation of humanity per se.

Not for a moment, I did not doubt whether to be one of the promoters of this sad saga of the suffering of children who never grew up in Azerbaijan, not only because either the children of this region, too many of them, really, did not grow up precisely because of suffering and cruelty to which they were exposed in the wars of the 1990s within the territories of the former Yugoslavia, and especially in the area of our homeland, Bosnia and Herzegovina.

I am here with you today because it is the obligation of every human being who does not base his existence on the exclusiveness against the other and the different one, but only and solely on the orientation and direction of the final understanding that we all have red blood under our skin and that it is this blood color that makes no difference between people.

You must teach your children that the ground beneath their feet is the ashes of their grandparents. So that they may respect the earth, teach them that the earth is full of the life of our ancestors. You must teach your children what we have taught ours: that the earth is our mother. Everything that affects the earth affects the sons of the earth. When men spit on the ground, they spit on themselves. We know this. All things are bound up in each other, like the blood that binds the family. All things are connected. Whatever happens to earth will happen to the sons of the earth. We know this: the earth does not belong to man; the man belongs to the earth. Man has not woven the net of life: he is just a thread in it. Everything he does to this net, he does to himself.

The hordes of evil that killed the children of Azerbaijan in the 1990s remain as a civilization evil of the 20th century and will be put to trial. This book, “They Will Never Grow Up,” authored by Mrs. Sariyya Muslumgizi, is also a compilation of evidence of what has been done.

The suffering of the people of Azerbaijan, through only a partially told reflection on the suffering of children and their families, but also the people of Azerbaijan in this book, authored by Mrs. Sariyya Muslumgizi, is, unfortunately, the continuity of suffering that encompasses human civilization from its formulation to the present day, from the Holocaust throughout World War II and up to the present day and the genocide in Srebrenica – but what to call the suffering of hundreds and hundreds of innocents in the town of Khojaly at the end of the last century?

As a murder, massacre, or ethnic cleansing, since the verse of the Holy Quran reveres: “Whoever kills an innocent man, as if he had killed the whole world! Whoever saves one man, as if he saved the whole world!”

Where was the civilization when the world was killed not once but in more thousands of times in Srebrenica, but also to a lesser extent at other people’s killing places in Bosnia and Herzegovina, from Ahmići in Central Bosnia, via Kazani in Sarajevo, Heliport in Mostar and all the way to Briševo near Prijedor or Uzdol near Prozor?

Where was the civilization when the world was killed not once but hundreds of times in Khojaly, Azerbaijan? Where?

Indeed, I was genuinely moved by reading the author’s lines of Mrs. Sariyya Muslumgizi – about great people, children who never grew up. I am not going to talk about the individual pains and sufferings listed in this book because each pain is special to itself, and that is why you need to read it, not just read it, because this book is an unfinished, ongoing story of suffering.

Each new reading creates a new pain, a pain that persists in the eternity of civilization as a continuity. But time can do nothing when it comes to the suffering of Azerbaijani children. Since time does not pass, because it does not exist. We humans are passing, because we existed.

How to overcome suffering, at least try? Through memory, which grows into eternity. How much pain and suffering in a single paragraph, and novels… These and such books are necessary for education, from the cradle to the grave.

These and such books are needed for the people, regardless of race, religion, or nation. Not to hate others and different ones, but to prevent the recurrence of history, which is so painful around the world. My recommendation is that this book be translated into all languages of the world.

For the benefit of humanity to prevent that such things will never happen to anyone again, but also not to be forgotten, precisely because of children around the world who will never grow up. Because the memory is eternity…