Thirty years after the genocide in Srebrenica, a series of scenes from the lives of two doctors who are forever connected by the events of that time and in whom the war of 1995 still rages. When a screenwriter submits the story of Bosnian doctor Ilijaz Pilav and his Dutch friend and colleague Ger Kremer as a script to a film producer, it will probably be dismissed as implausible. Wrongly so.

Today a tear is not a tear, today a tear is lead.

Today the sigh is not a sigh, today the sigh is a scream that calls out.

Today the silence is not silence, today the silence is a warning that 8372 were killed…

De voorbije week is vooral vanuit Nederlands perspectief teruggeblikt op de gebeurtenissen van 25 jaar geleden. Vandaag herdenken overal ter wereld ontheemde overlevenden, nabestaanden en ooggetuigen de genocide. De slachtpartij die Servische milities aanrichtten onder vijftien tot twintigduizend mensen die de enclave ontvluchtten. De Bosnische arts Ilijaz Pilav overleefde. Tien jaar later nodigt hij Dutchbat arts Ger Kremer en mij uit om mee te lopen en te herdenken…