Beka Kurkhuli: And the Georgia where I was born and raised, delightful, talented, romantic, naive, beautiful, stupid and self -sacrificing, kind and kind of Georgia died in his last war. In war, not in bed!

Writer Beka Kurkhuli: When I look at the footage of the war in Abkhazia, when I remember, this unorganized, messy Schanan, from every ten of which was one poet, the other physicist, the third drug addict, the fourth old boy, the fifth Shildel wrestler, the sixth prisoner, the seventh dreamer, the ninth.