My four boyfriends.

Friends, This is something to think about: A bit long for a parable, but in my opinion totally worth it.


Once upon a time there was this girl who had four boyfriends. She loved the 4th boyfriend the most and adorned him with rich robes and treated him to the finest of delicacies. She gave him nothing but the best.

She also loved the 3rd boyfriend very much and was always showing him off to neighboring kingdoms. However, she feared that one day he would leave her for another.

She also loved her 2nd boyfriend. He was her confidant and was always kind, considerate and patient with her. Whenever this girl faced a problem, she could confide in him, and he would help her get through the difficult times.

The girl’s 1st boyfriend was a very loyal partner and had made great contributions in maintaining her wealth and kingdom. However, she did not love the first boyfriend. Although he loved her deeply, she hardly took notice of him!

One day, the girl fell ill and she knew her time was short. She thought of her luxurious life and wondered, I now have four boyfriends with me, but when I die, I’ll be all alone.’ Thus, she asked the 4th boyfriend, ‘I loved you the most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I’m dying, will you follow me and keep me company?’ ‘No way!’, replied the 4th boyfriend, and he walked away without another word. His answer cut like a sharp knife right into her heart.

The sad girl then asked the 3rd boyfriend, ‘I loved you all my life. Now that I’m dying, will you follow me and keep me company?’ ‘No!’, replied the 3rd boyfriend. ‘Life is too good! When you die, I’m going to marry someone else!’ Her heart sank and turned cold.

She then asked the 2nd boyfriend, ‘I have always turned to you for help and you’ve always been there for me. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?’ ‘I’m sorry, I can’t help you out this time!’, replied the 2nd boyfriend. ‘At the very most, I can only walk with you to your grave.’ His answer struck her like a bolt of lightning, and the girl was devastated.

Then a voice called out: ‘I’ll go with you. I’ll follow you no matter where you go.’ The girl looked up, and there was her first boyfriend. He was very skinny as he suffered from malnutrition and neglect. Greatly grieved, the girl said, ‘I should have taken much better care of you when I had the chance!’

In truth, you have 4 boyfriends in your lives:

Your 4th boyfriend is your body. No matter how much time and effort you lavish in making it look good, it will leave you when you die.

Your 3rd boyfriend is your possessions, status and wealth. When you die, it will all go to others.

Your 2nd boyfriend is your family and friends. No matter how much they have been there for you, the furthest they can stay by you is up to the grave.

And your 1st boyfriend is your Soul. Often neglected in pursuit of wealth, power and pleasures of the world. However, your Soul is the only thing that will follow you where ever you go. Cultivate, strengthen and cherish it now, for it is the only part of you that will follow you to the throne of God and continue with you throughout Eternity.

Thought for the day: Remember, when the world pushes you to your knees, you’re in the perfect position to pray.

Just got this in an email and thought it too profound to keep to myself.

(((Hugs))) and please, take great are of your first boyfriend.



Interview with Knycky cordner (me) via

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Interview with Knycky Cordner

Thanks for reading. I hope my fight will bless you into FIGHTING WITH FAITH!

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Thanks again Shugacane!

Blessings and Miracles,



On Monday 6th December 2010 approximately 1:46pm, I cut my hair. I say this with a bit of disappointment because I went in for a SHAVE. However hairstylist Joel, refused to on the grounds that my hair was “lovely” – healthy and long. We had a back and forth (ah refuse to say quarrel – but ladies haven’t we all been there?) My point was IT IS MY HEAD OF HAIR! PLUS I do not equate length with beauty.

We’ve all heard the adage our hair is our beauty, but seriously folks it’s not length of hair! I think it’s how suitable your hair (cut / style) is to your features. It’s not texture of hair (but I do think yuh cah-YOU CANNOT- beat a natural head of hair, whatever your race, once it’s healthy-but daiz -that’s-just me).  I think once it’s in good condition, styled correctly to suit your features, and you’re comfortable with it, THAT  makes beautiful hair, which makes beautiful women because of the confidence factor. I’m in no way leaving out inner beauty but hey this post is about HAIR.

Anyway I digress,  hairstylist and I had a battle and we came to a compromise. We wont shave, we’ll cut off a bit of the relaxed portions. So instead of getting my BC (big cut) that I initially  went for, I got a  medium one and  I still have about 4 inches of relaxed/permed hair WITH mad new growth.

A few years ago (I think it was around 2004) my BARBER Willon Peters came to my house and he did me right. No fuss no cuss, just chop-chop-zoom = SHAVED HEAD! Only SKIN!

My mistake this time around may have been that I went to a HAIRSTYLIST, so lesson learnt. (And I thought I was being sneaky by going to Joel  because my official hairstylist Roxanne said “DOH-DON’T- CUT!” lol

Soon, soon, I’ll have my glorious ‘fro again, and THIS TIME AROUND I WONT RELAX IT because of a client’s advice that it would work better with their brand / image *eye roll*. If yuh want to hire meh, hire meh for meh skills, for de fact dat ah cud do de job, fuh meh experience  -DIALECT TRANSLATION: If you want to hire me hire me , hire me for my skills, for the fact that I can do the job for my experience– and not because of my hair. I thought, this hairism- my word, only happend in de cooperate world hundreds of years ago! Steupes! Lesson learnt…… again!

Next time ( I hope there’s never a next time) I fry my hair it should be because I WANT TO!

Disclaimer: LOL…Shout outs to all my permed sisters. You do you eh. If it works for you, then do it. It just stopped working for me. I still love you all, permed, curled, braided, weaved, wigged out (will be too till I eventually get all the relaxed hair off), twisted, Rastas, straight,  love allyuh! Love you all!

Blessings and Miracles

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