Maybe it really was the innocent hand of an infant clasping a soldier’s index finger that was to determine the course of three lives. Lives that did not end in early death after all, but continued in the asylum of a foreign country. The Rutikaras reside on the outskirts of the capital of Rwanda...
A love story between two young artists of the Rwandan diaspora living in Montreal. Their courtship sparks with a gentle grace that, rather than annihilating the boundary between them, nourishes each in their own turn.
