a woman passionately sharing her faith inside a packed Mumbai local train. Soft voice, strong message: Jesus, salvation, heaven for believers. Public transport is already a pressure cooker of tired bodies, long commutes & zero personal space. Turning it into an unsolicited pulpit — no matter which religion — feels like crossing a line most of us quietly wish stayed uncrossed. We’ve all seen bhajan groups claiming corners, aartis at full volume, and now this too. The train isn’t a temple, masjid, church or gurdwara. It’s supposed to be neutral ground where everyone just survives the journey. Faith is beautiful. Sharing it is human. But doing it loudly, persistently, without anyone asking — in a space where people can’t easily walk away — stops feeling like sharing and starts feeling like imposition. Maybe the real conversation we need isn’t just “ban one side”. Maybe it’s: Can we please protect the little mental peace left in our daily chaos? For everyone. What do you think ...