Avetik Ishkhanyan has died.

Human rights activist and public figure Avetik Ishkhanyan has died. He would have been 70 years old.

His Facebook page states that a farewell speech was posted at the request of the human rights activist: "A FAREWELL WORD The war instigated by the traitor-prime minister in 2020 threw me off my feet, and November 9, one might say, ruined my life. After that, I still harbored some hopes that after removing the traitor, it might be possible to put some issues in order, to change the course of events that seemed irreversible. However, alas, not only were we unable to remove the traitor responsible for the defeat and a symbol of it, but he also further strengthened his power, continuing to sell out the homeland. During these years, I have been deeply disappointed in many close people: relatives, friends, colleagues, as well as in the Armenian people and all of humanity... even in myself. My nerves could not stand all this and my health deteriorated day by day. I no longer see any glimmer of hope for the future of Armenia and Artsakh. As a member of the “Karabakh” committee, whose goal was to liberate Artsakh, today I feel my responsibility and at the same time my powerlessness in the matter of Artsakh. I do not want to see the final destruction of my homeland, I do not want my children to be persecuted because of my behavior, and I do not want to become a burden to my relatives and friends with my mood and health. Life had already become suffering for me, both physically and spiritually. Every night, before going to bed, I had high hopes that I would never wake up again. Forgive, if you can, first of all my wife Nune, my mother Byurak Cheraz-Andreasyan, my sons Rafael and Hrachyan, my sister Varduhi, all my relatives, friends, and supporters. Let us remember Vahan Teryan. Farewell Gazelle Every second, with love, I say goodbye. To the scorching sun in my burning heart, I say goodbye. To all people, good and bad, I say goodbye, To the suffering and orphaned Adamordu. To my friends, near and far, To my enemies, good and awake, I say goodbye. To the blue sky, the green sea, to the forests deep and dark, To the spring cloud in the light sphere, I say goodbye. A golden chain to my memories, to my night, to my "To the thorns, to the larks in the golden field, I say, 'Stay well.'"