He is so poor and sick that Manssoura had to pay all she had to help him recover; to no avail, the uncle feebly died. Young Manssoura inherited the job of a doorbell, a job performed by beefy hefty men in every building in the neighborhood, but she had to cope with them and their moustache and muscular physical appeal.

She starts washing the tenants' cars, doing the real estate agent, the delivery woman and the member of the chorus in one the nightspots of the surrounding. Manssoura had to deal with every man and woman she may ever encounter, a platform of human molds representing people's lives and attitudes at the turn of the 20thcentury: the business man, the member of the people representative council, the revolutionary journalist, the drug dealer, the banker, the simple employee, the nonchalant drug addict, the family torn apart, the forsaken children, the private lesson teacher, the modern impostor, the counterfeited doctor, the cabaret singer, and others...so many others in different roles and different agony.

These are the ones with whom she will laugh and cry; the ones who will help her learn from her and their mistakes.

But Manssoura misses her old life and the orphanage - probably she had learned enough to return to those old good friends. It was quiet and calm over there and life was predictable...

Will she ever hit the road back to her old life?! Will she relive the old good years again?! The answer will be found in every episode of this overwhelming enthralling and gripping social comedy..."