Keerthigan Sivakumar

It’s the end of the day on a Swiss train. Yalini, a Tamil-Swiss woman, receives a call from her parents. As the conversation becomes sensitive and tense, one of the passengers approaches her and expresses annoyance that she’s speaking too loudly. On that train journey, Yalini faces two worlds that do not understand her.

Vinoth, a young Sri Lankan refugee, has been living alone and working in Switzerland for a year. He is looking for a volunteer activity to escape his loneliness but no one is willing to accept his help.

It’s the end of the day on a Swiss train. Yalini, a Tamil-Swiss woman, receives a call from her parents. As the conversation becomes sensitive and tense, one of the passengers approaches her and expresses annoyance that she’s speaking too loudly. On that train journey, Yalini faces two worlds that do not understand her.

Vinoth, a young Sri Lankan refugee, has been living alone and working in Switzerland for a year. He is looking for a volunteer activity to escape his loneliness but no one is willing to accept his help.

Vinoth, a young Sri Lankan refugee, has been living alone and working in Switzerland for a year. He is looking for a volunteer activity to escape his loneliness but no one is willing to accept his help.