The Power of Platonic Relationships
“Ka-mum, unadai ku-visit Tunisia for your holidays?”
“Yaah! Mbonaa?” Waithera asked curiously.
“Nenda na tu-nephew twako, juu huko tayari wako na tu-niece!” Bartonjo replied, chuckling at his own joke.
Waithera rolled her eyes but couldn't help laughing along with him; she playfully punched Bartonjo's arm as he opened the door for her.
Bartonjo smiled warmly at her, but there was no romantic tension between them.
She thought to herself, “I'm grateful for Bartonjo's friendship. He's been there for me through thick and thin. It's nice to have a guy friend who doesn't have any ulterior motives.”
🎥 Job Your Love!
Bartonjo had been working as a logistics and supply chain professional for 31 long years, and although he was good at his job, he didn't feel fulfilled.
He had always known that teaching was his true passion, but he had never been able to pursue it.
That was until he met Waithera.
One day, while they were on their lunch break, Bartonjo confided in her about his passion for teaching.
“I've always wanted to be a teacher,” he said. “But I never had the courage to pursue it.”
“Why not?” Waithera asked. “Life is too short to not pursue what you love.”
Bartonjo knew she was right. From that day on, he started to think seriously about teaching.
He had always been a creative person, and he knew that he could find a unique way to teach.
As Bartonjo started to explore his options, he began to realize that he didn't want to teach in a traditional classroom setting. He wanted to use his creativity to teach in a way that was unique and engaging.
On Madaraka Day, while he was watching a movie, he had an idea.
He could create short films that would teach people valuable lessons.
Bartonjo started to work on his idea, and soon he had a few short films ready to share with the world.
⚠️ Deadline Thursday
Waithera and Bartonjo walked side by side to their desks at the office.
“Hey, Waithera,” Bartonjo said, breaking the silence. “Did you finish that report yet?”
“Nope,” Waithera replied with a grin. “I was too busy gossiping with you.”
Bartonjo chuckled. “Well, we should probably get to work then. Our boss might get mad if we don't finish on time.”
Waithera nodded in agreement. “You're right. Let's get cracking.”
As they settled into their work, Bartonjo thought to himself, “I'm lucky to have such a great colleague. Waithera is not just a friend but also a trusted ally.”
Waithera was the first person he showed his short films to, and she was blown away by his creativity and passion.
“These are amazing,” she said. “You have to share them with the world.”
Bartonjo's phone rang, and he answered it with a smile. “Hey, sweetie,” he said. “How's my little princess doing?”
Waithera could hear the sound of a baby cooing on the other end of the line.
“I miss you guys,” Bartonjo said affectionately. “I'll be home soon, okay?”
Waithera thought, “Bartonjo is such a loving dad. It's heartwarming to see him so devoted to his family.”
🏡 Good Family, Good Church!
“Hey, babe,” Bartonjo said as he walked into his house. “How was your Safari?”
Chao hugged him tightly. “It was good,” she replied. “How was work?”
“Work was fine,” Bartonjo said with a shrug. “But hanging out with Waithera was the highlight of my day.”
Chao raised an eyebrow. “Oh really? You're spending more time with her than with me!” she teased.
Bartonjo laughed. “Don't worry, hun. Waithera's just a colleague. You're the love of my life.”
“I know!”
“Umeniletea nini kutoka Voi?”
“Shairi!”
“Uko na mchezo---”
“Mpenziiii! Nisipokuthezea utathezewa na nani?”
Bartonjo's eyes crinkled at the corners as a broad grin spread across his face. His head tilted back as a rich, deep laugh bubbled up from his chest.
His shoulders shook with mirth, and the sound of his laughter filled the room, warm and infectious. He threw his head back and clapped his hands together, still chuckling to himself.
Anyone watching would have no doubt that Bartonjo was thoroughly amused by his wife's "uswahili" depiction.
“Hebu thulione hilo shairi!”
😘 Bartonjo
Bartonjo heard the words of Waithera,
And they echoed in his mind,
“Nothing hurts more than doing what's not your vocation,
For 31 years, it's a waste of time.”
For 31 years, he did his job,
But his heart longed for something more,
His passion was to teach and create,
And his soul yearned to explore.
His mind replayed his heart's desire,
And the message it conveyed,
To job his love and pursue his dreams,
And not let them slowly fade.
So Bartonjo mustered up his courage,
And decided to take the leap,
To leave his job and follow his heart,
And his passion he would keep.
His vocation was to teach and inspire,
In a way that was unique and true,
And he knew that in his heart of hearts,
This was what he was meant to do.
And so he left his job behind,
And embarked on a new journey,
To job his love and pursue his dreams,
And let his passion burn brightly.
🙏 Elevate Me, Lord!
Waithera steps into the elevator, and her eyes quickly dart towards the screen playing Bartonjo's latest short film.
As the doors close, she leans back against the wall, engrossed in the story unfolding before her. She chuckles at the witty dialogue and gasps at the unexpected plot twists.
It has become a habit for her, seeking out Bartonjo's films whenever she rides the elevator alone.
Unbeknownst to Waithera, her boss steps into the elevator on the next floor. His eyes narrow as he catches sight of the screen, and he grimaces in annoyance.
He hates Bartonjo's films and has made it clear that they are not welcome in the workplace.
But as Waithera continues to watch, oblivious to his presence, he can't help but feel a twinge of anger towards her for disregarding his authority.
Waithera steps out of the elevator and quickly heads down the hallway towards her office, her eyes glued to her smartphone screen.
She was so engrossed in the movie she was watching that she didn't notice Bartonjo walking towards her.
As they got closer, Bartonjo smiled and said, “Hey Waithera, whatcha watching?”
Startled, Waithera quickly took off her headphones and greeted him, feeling a little embarrassed that she had been caught watching a movie at work.
“You should be focusing on your job,” his boss said. “Not wasting time making movies.”
Bartonjo was torn. He didn't want to disappoint his boss, but he also knew that he couldn't give up on his dream of teaching creatively.
As the conflict between his job and his passion intensified, Bartonjo found himself at a crossroads.
Should he give up on his dream of teaching, or should he continue to pursue it, even if it meant risking his job?
⌚ Time & Talents
Bartonjo sits in his cramped office cubicle, staring blankly at the computer screen in front of him.
His fingers hover over the keyboard, hesitating to type anything. The hum of the fluorescent lights above him and the dull drone of coworkers chattering in the background create a monotonous ambiance that lulls him into a state of apathy.
But then, he remembers the excitement and joy he felt while working on his latest short film. The hours spent filming, editing, and perfecting every shot were worth it when he finally saw the finished product.
He felt proud of his work and eager to share it with others.
But as he glances over at his boss's office door, he can't help but feel a sinking feeling in his stomach. He knows his boss doesn't share his passion for filmmaking.
In fact, he can practically hear his boss's voice in his head, belittling his work and insisting that it's a waste of time and talent.
Bartonjo shakes his head, trying to push those thoughts aside. He can't let his boss's narrow-mindedness dampen his creative spirit.
He receives an email from an international film festival. They had seen one of his films and were interested in showcasing it at their event.
Bartonjo was thrilled, but he knew that his boss would never let him take time off work to attend the festival. It was then that he realized that he had to make a choice.
With a deep breath, Bartonjo walked into his boss's office and handed in his resignation.
“I'm sorry,” he said. “But I have to follow my passion. I have to teach creatively.”
His boss was shocked, but Bartonjo knew that he had made the right decision.
As he walked out of the office, he felt a weight lift off his shoulders.
He was finally free to pursue his passion for teaching creatively.
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