“I was born in 1951 in the village of Ashaghi Nejili, Ulukhanli district. My father Mashadi Hasan took part in trench digging during the Gallipoli campaign and was wounded. My father was born in 1898 and my mother in 1906. My parents witnessed the crimes committed by Armenians against Azerbaijanis. The name of Ulukhanli district was changed 4 times by Armenians. It was called Zangibasar because the Zangi River flows through our village. The Zangi River flowed into Aras. There was a Sari Huseyn bridge over that river. I got married in 1969 and moved to Iravan. My mother herself was from Iravan. My husband’s uncle Huseyn used to say that there was not a single Armenian in Iravan. At that time, there were 7-8 mosques in the city of Iravan, and Friday prayers were performed on Fridays, the holy day of Muslims. There were caravanserais in our city. Armenians later built a department store in the place called Deveyataghi. Caravans from Iran and Türkiye were also hosted in those caravanserais. Armenians prepared these plans for over 70 years. My brother-in-law Huseynov Jalil Rza oghlu always warned us not to visit hospitals and markets on April 24. Because that day was the day of “revenge” for Armenians. On April 24, they attacked the village of Ashaghi Nejili of Ulukhanli district. They intervened into a wedding and dispersed the population. The villagers ran to the Turkish border and asked for help. When we returned to Iravan that day, our Armenian neighbor asked why we attended a wedding on April 24? All these were planned over many years and all Armenians were well aware of this plan. When I was in Iravan, we lived in a 6-block building. Our children longed to play in the yard. However, armenians beat and insulted our children by calling them Turks. That is why we left our village before the 1988 deportation. In March 1988, Armenians attacked and expelled Azerbaijanis from their village in Ulukhanli. On the eve of Nowruz holiday, they turned our holiday into a tragedy. My mother said that they hid in the reeds near our village. They spent the night in the reeds and escaped in the morning. Armenians wanted to plant explosives in my brother’s house. My niece’s house was completely burned down. They burned our houses and displaced us. They killed a person who ran a shop in the neighboring Yukhari Nejili village. They stuffed people into iron pipes, sealed them with welding, and brutally killed them. The graves of my parents and brother remained in our village. My relatives migrated to many regions of Azerbaijan and began to live scattered.”