A short summary of our weekly visitation

My Dear Son,

I love you. I care for you. I feel for you. 

Since we started to see other from September, 2021; we still have that order in place. Your mother gave application to court to stop the weekly 3 hours visitation time. I mean what was her intention when giving the application? to cut me out totally from your life? Maybe. But the judge actually did something opposite. Increase the visitation time from 3 hours to 4 hours. 

Now, we have weekly 4 hour visitation time. But your mother, grand mother, grand father doing their best to deprive us from this small visitation opportunity we have. Almost every other week, they skip the visitation without any reason. I will make another details post regarding the visitation skip messages. 

Initially we were meeting at Jahangir Gate, where we have enough option to play together. But the ever increasing affection for me from your side make them afraid, and they switch the visitation place to ECB chattar, where we actually don't have enough suitable place to spend time together. There is a kid zone at ECB chattar, with several rides; which you likes very much to play with. But the kid zone open at 4PM, whereas your mother insist the visitation at 9AM in the morning. 

In short, your mother doing her best to keep me out from your life. and the alienation from your maternal grand mother knows no bound.

Still I hope for the best. I pray to Allah that he grant us a very good life, very good father son relationship. And I'm keep continuing fighting at court to get the custody of your.

Your father 

Kawnayeen

Visitation 2023.03.31

My Dear Son,

According to current interim order, we are supposed to meet every week. But since you started to show greater affection and attachment towards me, the order party skipping visitation every other week. 

Today, at 5:23AM, I received a text from your maternal grandfather that says, we cannot come today. No explanation. It seems we are meeting only alternate week now.

Your Father

Allah grant us the opportunity to see each other

O my son, by the grace of Allah, I got visitation order from court to spend time with you for 3 hours per week on 31st August, 2021. Got the certified copy of the order in my hand on 8th September, 2021. And finally able to spend some good, cherisable, enjoyable time with you on 11th September. It was 1 year and 19 days later I saw you. For me,  seeing you after this long break was almost equal to the moment when you came to this world and nurse hand over you to my lap on 30th December, 2018. 

I spend around 1 and half hour together. I bought you a remote control toy zeep and few small helicopter. we played with the toys together, have chit chat on other topics. You let me know that you came to visit me in a CNG. When it was time to go home, you started calling for CNG and I fixed a CNG for you.

By the blessing of Allah, you were able to recognise me as your father. Usually that's strange for a toddler, if he is out of touch of his father so long. 

I'm always praying to Allah to give me your custody. To unite me with you. 

As for record, you mother is objecting against this order in court. They submitted an application to redo the hearing on 13th September, 2021.

Your Father

Kawnayeen

We moved to our own house

O my son, It's been over 11 months I don't see you. I've no idea how you are doing. Family court is closed for few consecutive months and the litigation process is taking too much delay. I hope that I'll see you soon and we will be together again.

On 26th June, 2021; we moved to our own house at Aktertek, Kanchkura, Uttarkhan, Dhaka - 1230. I'm thinking of naming our house as Bayt al Kawnayeen. 

O my son, I'm unable to give you affection for last 11 months. I tried by best at court, and still trying. Not giving up on this. But at the same time, I've build this triplex for you. And moving our family towards financial independence. This will help us in living a free, independent life; will give us the strength to oppose injustice and oppression, give us the strength to bring those immoral peoples who harmed us under jurisdiction to answer their immorality. 

Your Father

Kawnayeen

Why we are in separation

My beloved son,

When you will grow up, going through your teenage and your youth and rest of your life; you will definitely ask this. Why your dad wasn't around you during your toddler years. 

I can not express in any language how much difficult it is for me to be stay in separation with you. I never wanted this, and I always prayed to Allah to unite us. 

Everyone get married to have a family, to extend the family line, to have compassion. And I was no different. But unfortunately my married life turned out opposite. I married an apparently religious girl, but after marriage; I found out having children is big no to her and her family. 

As you know, that you were born on 30th December, 2018. On the last week of January, 2020; we came to know that we will have another child. But this great news was not accepted with joy and cheer by your mother and her family. And they went to the point of terminating the pregnancy without any medical reason. When I was deprived of my second child, and you were deprived of your sibling; apparently for no reason; it became impossible for me to continue my married life. That's why I gave divorce to your mother . And filed for the custody of you as early as possible. But the world was severely hit by the Covid pandemic (which is still going on at the time of writing this post) during this time. Which bring unnecessary delay in the litigation process and kind of put us (i.e. you and me) in complete separation.

My son, I never intend to stay separate from you. Never, not for a moment. But for unavoidable circumstance, we are in separation right now. I think about you all the time.

May Allah unite us soon. May Allah allow us to spend our days together. May Allah allow me to raise you as a good Muslim. In Sha Allah, we will be united soon.

And lastly, I'll make all the documents of litigation process available for you. If you go through them, you will be able to distinguish the truth from falsehood.

Your Father

Kawnayeen

Your first furniture

 I bought a crib for you when you are just above 20 days old. Here's how it look like in picture:-

The main reason for this crib is your safety, if you roll over; then there's no chance of getting hurt by falling from bed. Separate sleeping arrangement also make sure that you will not get hurt accidentally by your parents in the middle of sleep. 

But there is another reason, I wanted for you to have the practice of sleeping alone from the very beginning. So that you does not get afraid of sleeping alone in a dark room when you grow up. I wanted you to become a courageous kid from very early age.

Why I named you Muhammad

O my son, according to our tradition, I did your aqeeqah on 6th January, 2019; 7th day of your life in this earth and named you Muhammad Bin Kawnayeen. We had also shaved your head, weight your hair and donated the same amount in price of sliver. Just to mention, your hair weight 1.8 gram.

By the time you are reading this blog post, you should have and must have know that the name of our messenger, the best man to walk on this earth, the leader of the children of Adam in this world and hereafter is Muhammad, may the peace and blessing of Allah be upon him. And to fulfil our belief in religion, one must need to love messenger of Allah; above himself and his family. That is why, in 2014; I've decided that if Allah blessed me with a son, I must name him Muhammad. And Allah blessed me with you at the very end of 2018.


So, in this world and in the hereafter, you are Muhammad, son of Kawnayeen, son of Badrul Islam, son of Azizur Rahman, son of Danesh Munshi. You are inheriting the physical and psychological attributes of your forefather, which will have heavy impact on how you are going to think, how you are going to perform. Always pray for the best to Allah for your forefather, speak good about them and try to emulate their good attributes and try to avoid their bad attributes.

Your Father
Kawnayeen