Washin Wajahan…Goda Khuda Hafiz
I have not been blogging for some days because I do not have an internet connection these days. I am ashamed of not having blogged during the days when our three wajas have been brutally murdered.
Since the abduction of John Solecki, this blog has attracted a considerable number of foreign, mainly American, readers. So this small note is for them.
Ghulam Mohammad Baloch was one man who worked tirelessly to get John Solecki released. My fears that I had expressed in a previous post John Solecki v/s Qambar Baloch have finally proved correct.
John is back home. What about Ghulam Mohammad Baloch? Waja Ghulam Mohammad has been killed finally only for his democratic credentials and active role in getting Solecki recovered.
I could not meet Waja Ghulam Mohammad when he was here in Quetta for the last time. But promised on the phone to meet me during his next visit to Quetta. Both of us had agreed to have a detailed interview.
Sher Mohammad, I will miss you. Can you remember when you called me for the first time and started speaking to me in Urdu because you thought I was perhaps a Punjbai. I can understand how disappointed you were when Daily Aaj Kal printed the old interview of Nawabzada Bramdagh Bugti. I thought you were angry. But you were not. Instead I fully remember how you generously offered to arrange the next interview with Nawabzada Bramdagh. You were so kind to say that you did not care for which media outlet I conducted that interview: “I am arranging you this interview because you are my dear Baloch journalist brother,” you had commented. I was deeply touched.
I am sure you also remember that that interview could not happen soon after the John Solecki episode. You called me that morning and politely apologized for the inconvenience but offered me to send you the questions on your Yahoo ID. I did. Then we were to meet on your return from Turbat. And you never came back. How would you? After all you had bathed like a ‘Saloonk’ and embarked on your eternal journey while attired in the impressive flag of independent Balochistan.
Lala…. we share the same town of Chitkan in Panjgur. In your fiery speeches you rightly said you were the lala of brothers, you were the lala of sisters. Now you are everyone’s Lala. You made us all proud. You give Panjgur it’s first martyr.
Won’t take much of your time, Wajahan…. You have embarked upon a journey that many would be following soon….