Her father says Aysu was just like a boy:
"There were several stone blocks lying near the house, left after the construction. She wanted to help me take them away. She had unusually strong arms for a child. When I was nearby, she did her lessons; but she used to stop as soon as I walked out. I wanted Aysu to learn but the quarantine put an end to her lessons. I am a common worker, but I always told her to study and get good knowledge. She had a gown at home that she put on and said: "Dad, I am a doctor!" She was but a kid, little did she know what would happen..."
"Aysu was very bashful. And she didn't eat much", says her father and adds:
"When I brought my youngest daughter to the doctor, I also showed him Aysu and told him that she doesn't eat enough. The doctor checked her up and said: she is fine, let her eat whenever she wants. When Armenians struck Ganja, I saw the destruction on TV and cried. Aysu saw me crying and asked: "Why are you crying?" I replied: no reason. Once I woke up at night, looked at my children's faces and asked myself: "What do Armenians need with innocent children?" A few days after Ganja, a rocket hit our village."