My name is Uzma Kiran TabassamNaaz. My father's name is Manzoor Ahmad, and my husband's name is Muhammad Abbas. I live in Tariq Abad, Street No. 2, Sargodha. I am 29 years old and have completed my FA (Intermediate) education. We are five siblings in total. My eldest brother, Saqib Manzoor, is 27 years old, has completed his MMA, works as an engineer in the Navy, and is married. The second sibling is Asia, 24 years old, with an MBA degree, and she is also married. The third is Abu Talha, 22 years old, who has completed his BA, plays kabaddi, and runs his own bakery. The youngest is Zulqarnain Haider, 16 years old, currently studying in 3rd year.My first marriage took place on July 20, 2012, to Zafar Iqbal, son of Noor Muhammad, from the Lodhi Kharal caste, residing in Vehari. This marriage lasted until October 12, 2024. I had four children from this marriage. My eldest daughter, Saira Faryad, is 8 years old and studies in grade three. My son, Fazal Hussain Abdullah, is 6 years old and attends nursery class. After him, I had another son who passed away after four months. After that, I had another daughter who is now 4 years old. In 2024, my husband divorced me. After the divorce, I stayed at Data Darbar for some time and later moved to Dar-ul-Aman, where I stayed for four months. Following that, I received training for a job at Sargodha Government Civil Hospital, where I was eventually hired. After about 15 days, I met a man named Riyasat, who was undergoing treatment at the hospital. He suggested that I marry his son, Muhammad Abbas, so I could live a respectable life. He showed me their home and told me that his son works as a mechanic. Since I also needed support, I agreed. We got married on March 24, 2025, in the presence of his family, and a walima (reception) was held after Eid.A few days after the marriage, I discovered that he was addicted to drugs, which led to frequent arguments. I tried to help him overcome his addiction and build a good life, but he had no intention of changing. One day, things got so bad that I became deeply disheartened and attempted to commit suicide by going to the railway tracks. People nearby stopped me and convinced me not to take such a step, and they also called the police. Within 10 minutes, officers from the Cantt Police Station arrived and took me with them. Later, on April 25, 2025, I was transferred to the Star Welfare Organization's Hawa Shelter Home, and I am currently staying at a Hawa Shelter Home Panah Gah Sargodha
