Nariman Narimanov - Memory

Memory

After his death, many streets, centers are named after Narimanov.

  • Azerbaijan: Monuments in Baku, Ganja and Sumgayit, cinema, metro station, schools, raion, village streets in Baku also in Imishli (city) and Ganja, Azerbaijan Medical University, central park as well as villages of Narimanly in Shamkir and Geranboy and Narimankend in Bilasuvar, Gobustan, Kedabek and Sabirabad regions of Azerbaijan, Nariman Narimanov Stadium.
  • Belarus: a village in the village hall of Aleksichskom Khoiniki district, Gomel region.
  • Georgia: a street (changed its name into Kutaisi in 1932), a museum in Tbilisi (not active anymore), culture center, school, monument and street in Marneuli.
  • Kazakhstan: Kostanay Airport (Narimanovka)
  • Russia: Narimanov, Astrakhan Oblast, a khutor in Leninskoye Rural Settlement of Zimovnikovsky District of Rostov Oblast, a settlement in Nurlatsky District of the Republic of Tatarstan, a village in Narimanovsky Rural Okrug of Tyumensky District of Tyumen Oblast, raion in Baskhortostan, avenue and the area in Ulyanovsk, culture center in Shatura, streets in Volgograd, Chernyanka Belgorod regions, Kostroma and Moscow, street near railway of Voronezh. Narimanov's name once given to Moscow Institute of Oriental Studies.
  • Turkmenistan: a street in Bayramali.
  • Ukraine: an alleyway in Odessa, a street in Kharkiv, village in Kirovagradskiy Oblast.
  • Uzbekistan: a city Payarik was once called as "Narimanovka". A city in Taskhent oblast. Senatoruim.

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