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About Me

Farah Damji is here. A lot of people have a lot to say and indeed a lot to write about me. HOWEVER This is MY page, this is who I am: writer (book in a serious 2nd draft pre publication) mother (boy, 10, girl, 5) gypsy (have Chanel chain-strap bag, will travel) exile (lived in Uganda, London, New York, Nairobi, Cape Town, back to gloomy London) ex-Addict (but that's a day at a time and subject to a daily reprieve) ex-con (served my time now leave me alone with your faux-justice) My book ends now, after I was released from prison in Winter 07. I've done a lot: Art Dealer, designer, writer, journalist, magazine editor. I went to prison because I committed crimes. In 2005 I was sentenced to prison, for pleading guilty to several counts of theft and perverting the course of justice.My story is not different than that of many women, who use addiction and substances (including sex, men, shopping) and pain to stop feeling the void inside. It's just that I was written about a lot, because you see, I am "colourful, interesting." Prison gave me the chance to reshape my reality, from darkness through transformation to an authentic sense of self and triumph. When you have been locked up, and we all have our personal prisons, be they chains of silver gold or diamond encrusted platinum, and you emerge, all you want is to breathe each breath as if it might be your last one. Step a little lighter, speak a little more softly. This is a fragile planet, this green earth. It makes you so strong and real to emerge from so much self inflicted darkness.I attend the Kabbalah Centre in London regularly, my teacher, Rav Yzak and the others on Stratford Place have changed the way I approach my life and how I participate in the world. I want to shed light, not chaos.More recently, I have been designing and making a line of vintage denim hand painted and embellished garments which can be seen at www.moksa.co.uk and are available on-line. The men's range of Ts is available at Fifteen Minutes on Kings Road in London the women's jackets and t's are available from Jacaranda Boutique in Battersea, London. Growing up? We can only hope.Wanna know more? Buy the book.

My Interests

Kabbalah, Finishing the second draft of the book (just need to figure WHERE to end it now), re writing my future film and avoiding tabloid journalists,yoga, doing Life not having it done to me, reading, painting, writing, walking, being with my children. Trying to maintain a life (got one, just hanging on is hard work sometimes) sobriety. Meditation. Kabbalah.

I'd like to meet:

I know a lot of people. Do you think you know me? All colours creeds and beliefs are welcome, just please, no vanilla ice-cream.

Music:

ANYTHING by Nitin Sawhney, Some Bollywood soundtracks, Puccini, A Rahman, Cafe del Mar And that song by Lou Reed, Walk on the Wild Side. Gorecki's Symphony of Sorrowful Songs, Morricone's Gabriel's Oboe, the Confessions 0n the dancefloor album, Elgar's Enigma Variations, Playback baby, Asha B, Dido, Macy Greay p

My Blog

Downgrading to a lesser model

God, what was I thinking? How did I think I could settle for someone so much LESS THAN I am? Even at my worst, I read, I thought, I lived, I wasn't a cypher for a human being or a human doing. I have ...
Posted by farah on Sat, 08 Dec 2007 01:20:00 PST

Facing my own God

It's been an amazing few days, getting to know my kids again, they amaze me constantly, marina is all sass and smart and Imran is quiet, thoughtful and very very sensitive. He adores his little sister...
Posted by farah on Fri, 07 Dec 2007 03:20:00 PST

My Celebrity Look-alikes

http://www.myheritage.com...
Posted by farah on Mon, 19 Nov 2007 05:44:00 PST

Edgy Domesticity

So it's nearly three weeks since he's been here and so far it's all been better than great, amazing, wonderful brilliant. Except that we have both had the flu (and consequently reinfected each other,)...
Posted by farah on Mon, 22 Oct 2007 12:22:00 PST

Birthdays

To live in a space of gratitude, of feeling enough, loved and appreciated for who I am and not what you think you wanted me to be (you were never really sure) that was all I ever wanted, and I knew I ...
Posted by farah on Tue, 09 Oct 2007 11:23:00 PST

Feminine Wiles

You know I told you a while ago I wanted to be a man, that I would have made such a great man, well I don't think so anymore. I've met a couple of women recently who are jaw droppingly awe inspiring a...
Posted by farah on Sun, 23 Sep 2007 02:26:00 PST

Lazy River

The Thames runs through London like a dirty artery, polluted with the detritus and broken dreams of the life and living of the millions of inhabitants who live in clusters along her snaking edge...
Posted by farah on Thu, 20 Sep 2007 03:22:00 PST

Falling Up

Do you remember when we were kids and the long Summer holidays came too suddenly to an end? We would turn like butterflies trying to catch seductive last rays of sunshine , to spray on bare shoul...
Posted by farah on Sat, 01 Sep 2007 11:12:00 PST

When is it enough?

A friend of mine came out of prison two weeks ago, she was sentenced to 7 years for stealing £4.3 million from bankers at Goldman Sachs worked for, including one Scott Mead who was having an affair wi...
Posted by farah on Mon, 27 Aug 2007 03:01:00 PST

Moving in and on

Big Life stuff happening in London. Moksa taking off bigger than I can make so I had to succumb to my capitalist tool friends and we are looking at getting the clothing (denim and Ts only) done ...
Posted by farah on Fri, 24 Aug 2007 04:40:00 PST