Dimash Kudaibergen is a renowned singer and songwriter from Kazakhstan, celebrated for his exceptional multi-octave vocal range and fluency in over fifteen languages. Born on May 24, 1994 in the Aktobe region, Dimash inherited his musical abilities from a family deeply rooted in musical traditions. Both parents contributed to his early musical education.
Under the nurturing care of his grandparents, Dimash’s amazing talent became apparent early in his life. He began formal music training at the tender age of five, embarking on a journey focused on vocal techniques and piano mastery at the Akhmet Zhubanov Music College. His commitment to music deepened throughout his academic career, culminating in his enrollment at K. Zhubanov University, where he earned a degree in classical music with a specialization in vocal performance.
Dimash’s pursuit of musical excellence led him to further his studies at the prestigious Kazakh National University of Arts in Astana. Here he immersed himself in the world of contemporary music and eventually obtained a master’s degree in composition. Such was his commitment and talent that he was recommended for a doctoral program, a testament to his exceptional musical talent.
During his formative years at university, Dimash Kudaibergen demonstrated his unparalleled vocal abilities in numerous competitions across Kazakhstan. In particular, he won the prestigious National Zhas-Kanat Competition, achieving a perfect score and receiving awards such as the Daryn State Youth Prize in December 2014.
Witness the extraordinary musicality and charisma of Dimash Kudaibergen in the video below, where his talent shines brightly.
My Dad Who Left 20 Years Ago Called from His Deathbed for a Final Wish — What He Asked Broke My Heart
When my estranged father, who left 20 years ago, called from his deathbed, I was torn between anger and curiosity. His final wish revealed shocking truths.
I was getting ready for bed when an unfamiliar number called, followed by a text: “ALICE, THIS IS YOUR DAD. PLEASE CALL, I AM IN THE HOSPITAL.” My heart stopped. Dad? After twenty years? Curiosity won, and I called back.
“Dad?”
“Alice, it’s me. I… I don’t have much time.”
“Why are you calling now?”
“I need to explain… to ask something of you. But please, don’t tell your mother.” He revealed that my grandfather paid him to disappear because he thought Dad was a failure. “I took the money to secure your future.”
“Why didn’t you come back?”
“I couldn’t. But I watched from a distance, saw your graduation, your volleyball games.”
I felt my world tilt. “Why didn’t Mom tell me?”
“Maybe she thought she was protecting you.”
“What do you want now?”
“I need to see you, Alice. One last time before I go.”
I decided to go. At the hospital, he looked frail. “Alice,” he whispered.
“Why did you do it, Dad?”
“I thought it was the best way to secure a future for you. I wrote letters every year. They’re in a safety deposit box.”
After his death, I found the letters. They were filled with his regrets and love. I confronted Mom, who admitted she thought it was best for me too.
In the end, I used the money to start a scholarship fund in his name, honoring his memory and sacrifices.
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