The Dad Series
Allah Dad Wahid was born on 5 August 1996 at Lyari General Hospital in Karachi. With his birth, he was brought to his native place in the Singanisar area of Turbat, Balochistan – everyone was unknown how big a name he was going to make with his silent efforts for the Baloch and the Balochi literature. His journey, though short, left footprints in the sands of time.
He started his schooling at Government Boys Middle School Singanisar, and went on to Model High School Turbat, finishing matriculation in 2013. His thirst for knowledge led him to Atta Shad Degree College Turbat and later to Karachi University, where he earned his Bachelor’s and Master’s degrees (2016‑2019).
Allah Dad wasn’t just a student; he was a storyteller, a silent worker for Balochi literature. He led the Nokap Labzanki Majlis Faqeer Colony in its early years, edited and proofread books, and wrote anonymously for magazines. His publishing house – Dodmaan Shengkar – (2023) became a beacon for Balochi writers.
People called him “Dad” – a leader in joy and sorrow, bringing everyone together. His MPhil dreams at Quaid-e-Azam University Islamabad were interrupted by darkness (end 2023). He returned to Turbat, carrying the weight of loss which he wanted to pursue lately. When he was set to return, unfortunately, he was martyred.
His killing has left a void in our hearts. Allah Dad Wahid was taken from us on February 4, 2025, Turbat, Balochistan. He was shot martyred at Ghamshad Hotel when he had gone on a routine outing with his friends. At the same time, his niece’s marriage ceremony was underway. His loved ones believe Pakistan’s Military Intelligence was involved behind his murder who had earlier threatened him during his M.Phil years in Islamabad, leading him to freeze his semester.
Because the alleged culprits are the state institutions themselves, an investigation would never sustain, but pains continue to haunt his family and the Baloch as a whole.
A life cut short, a dream unfulfilled. His laughter, warmth, and dreams linger. We remember his fight for Balochi language and hearts he touched.
You lit a flame that’ll never fade, Dad.
Rest In Power.