Hello 1gen family so she is my maids daughter and is extremely cute .she comes home most of times.Today I was teaching her alphabets and to pronounce words like mumma pappa and her brothers name kapil it was so joyful to see her learn.Also i offered her some chocolates.Also she enjoys watching television at home.Her smile makes me forget my stress.

Good morning 1gen family. So yesterday I ordered food and delivery boy arrived at my location ,by mistake he went to other wing as there are two sides to same wing name .As I wanted a little bit of walk I asked him to stay down and collected the parcel myself he was happy with this little act of kindness.Also I found a note on the parcel mentioning the cooks name and give a shoutout to her as she works hard to support her family so heres is a shoutout to her as well.

Good morning 1gen family. There is kid in my neighbourhood,yesterday when she reached home it appeared that no one was at home and it was locked also she didn’t had the keys. As I was passing by I saw her waiting outside. I invited her to my home and made her comfortable also offered her some snacks as she was back from her tuition and was hungry.Later after some time her mother reached home and thanked me for my simple act of kindness. Her smile of relief after seeing her child made me happy.

Good morning 1gen family, so yesterday I when I was passing by the road a woman waved at me and asked me drop her by nearby location. The location was not on my way but I still thought of dropping her as she seemed in a hurry. I dropped her to her location ,by that time her daughter called her and asked her where she was she insisted me to meet daughter as well. Both were happy and invited me home someday.I made new friends with this little act of kindness

Good morning 1gen family. Yesterday when I out to buy some groceries I met a girl in the shop, she was not able to pay through internet banking as her bank server was down. I offered help and asked if I could pay for her and she was really happy.She took my number and assured that she will pay once the bank server is up.Her face of relief after the little act of kindness brightened my day. Helping someone without any selfish reasons cause no harm, but you gain an ample amount of respect from others.

Good morning 1gen family. Yesterday evening I had a call from my neighbourhood aunty asking to come over her place and give her a glass of water as she was not well and nobody was at her place. When I went at her place I found out that she had fever and was shivering, I took her to the doctor. Later when her family was home at night they thanked me as I looked after her in their absence. This little act of kindness improved our relationship and trust.

Good morning 1gen team. Today in morning when I was out for walk I saw elderly woman struggling to remove her bike from parking, I helped her to remove her bike.She was really happy with little help in offered.Seeing her happy made a good start to the day

Good morning 1gen family. On Sunday on occasion of guru purnima I visited nearby temple where a old lady was begging for money at first I thought of giving her money but later I changed my mind and asked if would like to food instead she was really happy and said yes, I gave her dosa. Small act of kindness of feeding the needy cause a priceless smile.

Good morning 1gen family. Since it’s raining heavily in Pune from last two days there are needy people in my locality who stay on roads ,I could not just imagine how would have they managed to the rains ,yesterday I visited them and gave them warm old clothes in this difficult time. I hope they get by with the little help from me.

Hello 1gen family. Today when I stepped out of house to buy some groceries a elderly neighbour asked me if I can buy some groceries items for her as it was raining heavily outside and there was no one that could bring it for her. I brought her all the items she asked for she was really happy.She made delicious kheer and offered me too as thanking gesture.These all days taught me “stay kind ,it makes you beautiful”.

Good morning 1gen family. Yesterday as I was feeling bit low as I was missing my brother who is settled abroad for few years due to work. As we be kind to others it is very important you be kind to yourself to. I cooked myself my favourite food and watched my favourite show on Netflix.I decided to take self care and show gratitude to myself for motivating myself in this time.You yourself,as much as as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection.

#1000StoriesofKindness2k25 I happened to visit my parental home this week and saw that the road outside my home lane had turned into a lake of potholes. I saw children carefully hopping around puddles on their way to school, elderly people struggling to cross without slipping, and bikers trying hard to keep their balance. It broke my heart to see the trouble everyone went through, yet most of us simply complained and moved on. But then, one uncle from the neighborhood quietly started working alone in the rain. With just a spade and a few sacks of gravel, he began filling the potholes. Slowly, other neighbors joined him — some brought sand, some helped spread it. Seeing their effort, I offered tea and snacks to keep their spirits up and show support. In a few hours, the road became much safer and smoother. But more importantly, it brought all of us together, reminding us that kindness begins at home, and small acts can create big changes. This experience taught me that we don’t always need to wait for someone else to fix things. Sometimes, all it takes is one person to start — and a few cups of tea to keep the kindness flowing.

I happened to visit my parental home this week and saw that the road outside my home lane had turned into a lake of potholes. Every morning, I saw children carefully hopping around puddles on their way to school, elderly people struggling to cross without slipping, and bikers trying hard to keep their balance. It broke my heart to see the trouble everyone went through, yet most of us simply complained and moved on. But then, one uncle from the neighborhood quietly started working alone in the rain. With just a spade and a few sacks of gravel, he began filling the potholes. Slowly, other neighbors joined him — some brought sand, some helped spread it. Seeing their effort, I offered tea and snacks to keep their spirits up and show support. In a few hours, the road became much safer and smoother. But more importantly, it brought all of us together, reminding us that kindness begins at home, and small acts can create big changes. This experience taught me that we don’t always need to wait for someone else to fix things. Sometimes, all it takes is one person to start — and a few cups of tea to keep the kindness flowing.

A Small Ride, A Lasting Impact It was one of those long, quiet work-from-home days. The kind where the hours blur into each other emails, code, virtual calls, and barely a pause to breathe. By late afternoon, I stepped out to clear my head and take care of a few errands. At the gate, I noticed my house help, Savita, getting ready to leave. Her movements were routine, practiced adjusting her bag, folding her dupatta, mentally preparing for the daily commute that lay ahead. A long route home involving two buses and a walk, all under the heavy city. On impulse, I offered to drop her. The ride wasn’t long, but it felt meaningful. She pointed out a few familiar landmarks a corner tea stall, a local school, her lane. We didn’t talk much, but there was a quiet comfort in the gesture. A break from the everyday rush, for both of us. Later that evening, I received a message from her. It was a photo of her daughter holding up a small piece of paper with her name written in shaky English letters “My Name is Suman.” It was the first time she had written it on her own. That simple act of giving someone a ride turned into something much more. A moment of connection, a shared silence, and a reminder that kindness doesn’t always have to be loud. Sometimes, it’s just about showing up without needing a reason.

One afternoon between meetings, I noticed my father-in-law pacing around with his phone, clearly frustrated. He had been trying to send money to a relative but couldn’t navigate the UPI app. For someone who had managed finances manually for decades, the transition to digital payments felt overwhelming. I paused my work, sat down with him, and walked him through the basics how to link his bank account, scan a QR code, enter a PIN, and check transaction history. At first, he was hesitant, afraid of making a mistake. But after a few tries, he sent his first successful payment. The look of quiet pride on his face was unmistakable. Since then, he’s become more confident with UPI apps and now teaches his friends the same proudly calling himself the “tech guide” of his circle. What seemed like a small help in the middle of a busy workday turned out to be a big step toward his independence and a reminder that kindness isn’t always about grand gestures. Sometimes, it’s just about having the patience to teach, and the willingness to pause.

A few weeks ago, my friends and I planned a much-needed trip to Goa. It was something we had all been looking forward to a break from work, responsibilities, and routines. On the flight there, I was the only one who ended up with a window seat. I didn’t think much of it at first, but one of my friends kept peeking over every now and then trying to catch a glimpse of the clouds, the coastline, and that early excitement that comes with flying toward a holiday. After a while, I offered her my seat. She looked at me, surprised, and then smiled a smile that said more than any “thank you” could. She spent the rest of the flight with her face to the window, pointing things out and quietly taking it all in. It was a small gesture, but it made her day and honestly, that made mine too. Sometimes, kindness doesn’t have to be big or planned. It’s just about noticing what would make someone else a little happier and being willing to trade comfort for joy, even if only for a short flight.

I was on my way to buy groceries when I noticed a small crowd near the side of the road. A man had skidded off his scooter his leg was bleeding, and he looked dazed. People were watching, some even recording, but no one stepped forward. I couldn’t walk past. I rushed over, helped him sit up, offered him my water bottle, and used tissues from my grocery bag to stop the bleeding. His phone was broken, so I called the emergency helpline and his family using mine. He was struggling to speak, but his eyes kept saying thank you. I stayed until help arrived. By the time I actually got the groceries, I’d forgotten half the list but it didn’t matter. Sometimes, kindness means choosing people over plans.

One evening at a family gathering, I noticed a woman sitting quietly on the balcony, looking distant despite the laughter around her. I didn’t know her very well she was a distant cousin’s wife but something told me to sit beside her. After a few minutes of silence, she started talking. Not loudly, not emotionally just sharing. About how overwhelming her days had become, how she felt invisible at home, how she missed the version of herself she used to be. I didn’t interrupt. I didn’t offer advice. I just listened really listened. After a while, she paused and looked at me with a soft smile. “Thank you,” she said. “I didn’t need answers. I just needed someone who wouldn’t judge me for being tired.” That day I realized: Sometimes the greatest kindness isn’t solving someone’s problems it’s sitting with them in their silence.

My friend,she had been dreaming of owning a bike for months not just for convenience, but for independence. Every time we walked past a showroom, she’d slow down, look at a model, then smile and say, “Someday.” When she finally gathered enough courage to talk about buying it, her voice dropped as she mentioned falling short on the down payment. I could see the disappointment she tried hard to hide. I didn’t think twice. I offered to help not as a loan, but as a gift of belief. She hesitated at first, but when I reminded her of all the times she stood by me, she smiled through tears. Last week, I watched her ride off, helmet on, grinning like a kid on her first bicycle. Some dreams don’t need wings just a little push from someone who believes.