Years have passed the Siddiqui Mansion still stands tall, echoing with laughter, love, and memories of the generation that once defined it. But now, it's time for the next chapter... Zimal Harris - mischievous yet deeply spiritual, a whirlwind wrapped in calm faith - never thought her heart would race for someone like Arz Ahmed Siddiqui the composed and distant man everyone respects but no one truly knows. But love doesn't follow rules. Especially not in the Siddiqui Mansion - where secrets linger in smiles, glances say more than words, and every heart hides a story of its own. Between quiet prayers and loud laughter, unspoken feelings and unexpected turns, the children of Meherba, Harris and Ahmed, Imaan will now write their own Safarnama-e-Dil. Because sometimes... destiny continues where love once left off. 💫

Bianca When I got flooded out of my basement apartment, my brother took me in. Now, my brother and his wife are running off to Spain for a second honeymoon and leaving me alone in their house with their four adorable children and Timo, the wonder-manny. Timo, the wonder-manny, is every bit as terrific as my sister-in-law Camille told me he was. He's kind, he's intelligent, and he's great with kids. The problem? Timo, the wonder-manny, wants nothing to do with me, and I can't really blame him. He couldn't be more mistaken in his first impression of me, but I'm too mortified to set him straight. Timo If you'd told me five years ago that I'd be a nanny to four kids under the age of six, I would never have believed it. I was a highflyer back then. Until I fell. But now my life's getting back on track. I'm a new man, and the new and improved me doesn't get involved with party girls. Unfortunately, my employers have gone off on their second honeymoon and left me to look after their four kids and one homeless party girl who threatens to wreck my resolution to avoid the kind of women who get drunk and ask strange men for their phone numbers. Unfortunately, I'm the strange man who's caught this party girl's eye, and there's no avoiding her as long as we're living under the same roof.