My name is Rishona Tambde, and while I love introducing myself as Jewish, I secretly love the double-take even more when I add, “…from India.” When I meet fellow Jews from Europe, Israel, or America, I often become a “living reminder” that Jewish life has thrived in the most unexpected places. Each time, I feel the weight of being a representative not as a burden, but with pride. My story isn’t just mine; it’s the story of a small but remarkable community that has held on to its roots while being fully Indian.
Few know that Jewish life in India goes back over two thousand years. Our communities have long called this land home, blending faith and local culture in ways that come alive through our food and celebrations alike. This blend shines most vividly in our traditions.
One of my favorite examples is what we use for Kiddush every Shabbat. Our very own delicious Sherbet, a non-alcoholic wine for Kiddush, is used for Shabbat and other festivals. Sherbet actually came into existence because kosher wine wasn’t available in India back then! It’s made from black raisins, and trust me, it’s really special. During Shabbat, the sherbet is poured into a goblet for Kiddush. What started out of necessity has now become a cherished part of the Indian Jewish custom (and yes, I can give you the full recipe as it’s my job to make it every Friday).
We also have many unique festive recipes, but one of the most significant Bene Israel traditions is the Malida. Malida is both a sweet dish and a ceremony deeply rooted in our community’s culture. It’s made from flattened rice (poha), mixed with sugar, coconut, and cardamom, and garnished with fresh fruits, almonds, and flowers. Also known as Sedar Eliyahu Hanavi or the “Giving Thanks” ceremony, Malida is performed before or during any auspicious occasions like weddings, Bar and Bat Mitzvahs, engagements, naming ceremonies, circumcisions, birthdays, or housewarming parties.
Among the most beautiful and emotional traditions is the song or poem “Yonati Ziv.” This piyut has been lovingly embraced by the Bene Israel community of India, who sing it to a unique traditional melody during wedding ceremonies. It is performed by the groom as the bride approaches him under the Chuppah, creating a deeply moving and spiritual moment. The poem, written by the great sixteenth-century poet Israel Najara of Safed, paraphrases the vivid imagery of the Song of Songs to express both human love and divine love, the bond between a man and a woman, and between God and His people.
To my fellow Jews in Germany, Indian Jews may be small in number today, but our communities and synagogues are still alive. Visiting them feels like stepping into a familiar home in an unexpected place. You’ll see how our beautiful community stands together, how grandmothers and grandfathers share sweets, stories, and love, and how the younger generation continues to care for those who come after them. The Jewish people of India truly reflect beauty, strength, and togetherness.
These are just a few of the many songs, flavours, and customs that keep our faith flourishing here. It’s my way of inviting you into our world, where Jewish life beats to an Indian rhythm.
And for me, it’s a gift to be a Jew in this beautifully weird, magical country — India.
von Rishona Tambde
Dieser Text erschien zuerst in der 4. EDA Ausgabe ( Chanukka Edition Dezember 2025).