I was thinking about how simple gestures can totally make someone's day. For anyone here who has ever received flowers, how did it make you feel?
Did it instantly boost your mood? Do you still remember who gave them to you?
Drop your wholesome stories below, I'd love to read them!
Traveling via Namo Bharat this afternoon and I spotted this newspaper stand at the station.
It immediately reminded me of an airport lounge. I did a double-take—checked for a coin slot, a QR code, or a "Return to Rack" sign. Nothing. Just a stack of fresh Sunday editions waiting to be picked up.
What’s wild is that it’s already afternoon and the stack is still sitting there, mostly untouched. It made me think:
The "Premium" Vibe: Does the clean, high-speed environment of the RRTS make us more disciplined? If this were a regular crowded spot, these would’ve been gone by 9 AM or used as floor mats.
The Digital Shift: Even with a free Sunday paper (supplements and all!), everyone on the platform was still glued to their phones.
It’s a really nice touch by NCRTC. I ended up grabbing a copy for the ride—there’s something uniquely satisfying about reading a physical paper while zooming past traffic at 160 kmph.
Is this the new standard for Indian transit, or are we just not used to "free stuff" being left alone yet?