Healing Dialogue for Finding Peace in the City

"They had everything the world admired—degrees, devices, a house in the city, and dreams of a better future. Yet within those walls lived silence, fatigue, and invisible wounds. Meals were separate, hearts were distant, and every member whispered their pain into machines that never truly listened. In chasing success, they had misplaced togetherness. What they called ‘modern life’ was quietly stealing their peace, one notification, one sleepless night, one missed conversation at a time."

PART ONE: “We’re Doing Everything, But Something’s Breaking…”

Setting: A small mud house on the outskirts of Bengaluru. The family has come to meet Madhukar, a quiet, observant former scientist turned natural healer. The family sits uneasily on the floor as birds chirp outside.

Characters

Ravi (46) – IT professional, working 12-hour shifts, exhausted

Deepa (43) – Homemaker with thyroid issues, always anxious

Neha (17) – Daughter, preparing for NEET, screen-addicted

Arjun (12) – Son, hyperactive, glued to video games

Ajji (75) – Grandmother, ignored but wise

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Scene: The First Meeting

Madhukar:

smiles gently

Welcome. What brings you all here?

Deepa:

Honestly... we don’t know what’s wrong. Everything looks fine from outside. But inside, we’re all tired, irritated, or just numb.

Ravi:

I work day and night. We have a house, car, school, savings... but there’s no peace.

Neha:

Everyone keeps saying “study, study” but no one listens when I say I’m tired. Even when I’m crying, they say, “Just focus.”

Arjun:

I don’t like school. I like my games. At least I win there.

Ajji:

In our time, we didn’t know English, but we knew each other. Now everyone speaks big-big English and forgets small-small love.

Madhukar:

What do you all eat together?

Deepa:

Eat? We don’t really sit together... Everyone eats when they’re free.

Madhukar:

When was the last time you sat quietly as a family—no phones, no work, just sat?

(All look at each other. Silence.)

Madhukar (gently):

You have not lost your health. You have lost your rhythm. City life pulled your strings apart.

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The Probing Begins

Madhukar (to Ravi):

Why do you work so much?

Ravi:

To give my children a better life.

Madhukar:

Better than what?

Ravi:

Better than mine. I grew up with little.

Madhukar:

But what you had—did it give you peace?

Ravi (softly):

Yes... at least my father used to sit with us every evening.

Madhukar:

You left poverty behind, but peace stayed behind too.

(Ravi nods, eyes moist.)

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Madhukar (to Deepa):

You look tired.

Deepa:

Yes. I have thyroid, joint pain, acidity... and everyone needs something from me.

Madhukar:

And what do you need?

Deepa:

I don’t know. I forgot.

Madhukar:

You forgot yourself while remembering everyone else. That is disease.

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Madhukar (to Neha):

Why do you keep scrolling?

Neha:

Because... it shuts the noise. It makes me feel invisible.

Madhukar:

What are you afraid of?

Neha (tears up):

Of failing. Of being useless.

Madhukar:

Then we must find your worth beyond marks. You’re not a number, Neha.

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Madhukar (to Arjun):

Why do you like your game?

Arjun:

Because it listens to me. It doesn’t shout or ignore me.

Madhukar:

Would you like to grow a plant with me?

Arjun (pauses):

Maybe...

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Madhukar (to all):

What if I told you, peace is not outside this city... it’s inside your home, hiding in forgotten corners? In shared meals. In garden mud. In morning walks. In Ajji’s stories.

Ravi:

But how do we start?

Madhukar (smiling):

Start with one honest hour a day. No screens. Just family.

Then eat what the Earth gives you, not factories.

Let your children fail sometimes. Let your body walk, not sit.

Let your emotions flow, not freeze.

And let silence speak once in a while.

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Ajji (chuckling):

You speak like my grandfather. He had only one medicine—rest, fast, walk, and laugh.

Madhukar:

Your grandfather knew something science forgot.

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PART TWO: One Year Later — “We’re Not Perfect, But We’re Together”

"They didn’t escape the city or abandon their lives. They simply remembered what mattered. One shared meal, one walk in the park, one honest talk a day—slowly stitched them back together. Laughter returned where silence had settled. The phone now waited, while stories flowed. Health improved without pills, joy returned without purchases. In healing each other, they healed themselves. Not perfectly. But truthfully. And that was enough."

Scene: The same family returns to Madhukar’s mud house, but they look different. Lighter. Smiling.

Ravi:

We didn’t leave our jobs. We didn’t move to a village. But we changed how we live.

Deepa:

I wake up early now. Walk barefoot in the small park. Started cooking simple meals again. My thyroid levels are almost normal.

Neha:

I still scroll sometimes. But now I paint too. I didn’t crack NEET, but I’m learning psychology. I feel... like myself again.

Arjun:

I still game... but I also grow coriander and tomatoes on our balcony. I even made compost!

Ajji (smiling):

They listen now. They sit with me. Even ask for my rasam recipe.

Ravi:

We still argue. But we also eat together—one meal a day, all of us. Phones off.

Deepa:

We call it “peace hour.” No screens, no complaints, just us.

Neha:

We laugh more. We cry more. But we feel more.

Madhukar:

You didn’t escape the city. You brought the village into your hearts. That is true healing.

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