My Silver Gods Come to America

20 Mar

We are excited to announce that Lavina Melwani is a new blogger for the Smithsonian Indian American Heritage Project.

Lavina's silver Gods

The Silver Gods Come to America  (Photo: Lavina Melwani)

By Lavina Melwani

For many Indians living in America, India is the talisman, the sacred thread around their wrists, which connects them to the past and their changing tomorrows. Visit any Indian American family and there are bound to be keepsakes that link them to their lost homeland.

For some, it may be a frayed album of photographs frozen in time. For others, it may be a much-loved folk painting or a pair of tablas (percussion drums). For me, it is my silver icons of Krishna and Radha, on their own carved throne, which sits is in my home in Long Island, NY.

I look at it and I am transported back to my home in New Delhi in the India of decades ago. My mother would bathe the many Gods in her home shrine and carefully put new clothing on these mini figurines, cutting holes in silken cloth with a small pair of scissors. This was followed by prayers and sweet prasadam, a part of the rhythm and ritual of the house.

As a new immigrant to America in the 80’s, when markers of India seemed to be few and far between, this little silver talisman became my connection to the homeland. If we happened to see Indians on the streets of New York, we would run to chat with them, to connect with a disappeared world. Sometimes these new roadside friends, equally happy to see us, would impulsively invite us home to have a cup of chai and samosas. I would see their little bits and pieces of India—wall hangings and crafts—all lovingly hand-carried to a new world, and I would know I was not alone.

In the old days the connection with India was static, painful, and almost one way—a link kept alive by expensive phone calls where the line crackled and voices seemed faint and far away. There was a feeling of foreboding that the world you left would get realigned and your place in it would be gone forever.

Now, India is as near as the typing on your keyboard via email, a chat via Skype, or a Facebook status update. You can talk forever on the phone with loved ones across oceans, for pennies. The changing world and a changing India have made the road between the two countries a Yellow Brick Road to be merrily skipped across. New York has become an outpost of India and New Delhi an outpost of America. You can live in two worlds—and be the richer for it.

My silver Gods now preside over a large closet in my mango-colored writing room, surrounded by books, magazines, and family pictures. Red Delicious apples from Waldbaum’s are the prasad I offer them, and the fragrance of gulab incense sticks from the Patel Brothers grocery store permeates the air.

My Gods seem very at home in America, and so am I.


Lavina Melwani is an award-winning journalist who has written for several international publications including: India Today, Newsday, The Week, WSJ, Travel Plus and The Hindu. She lives in New York. Her online magazine, Lassi with Lavina, is about Indian art and culture. Click here to visit her website, Lassi with Lavina.

In the following essays, she explores Indian-American life, journeys to India, America and the emerging self.


5 responses to “My Silver Gods Come to America

  1. Meghana Joshi

    March 20, 2012 at 6:15 pm

    Lavina, there is so much to relate with this blog of yours. More than a decade ago, I landed in this country with a suitcase full of clothes, a cookbook and silver Ganesha. Over the years, as the trips increased, and the cabinet space increased, the Ganesha collection grew too. Before, what looked like an out of place idol looks perfectly at home now, complete with flowers and yes, apples for prasad..

  2. Kalpana Mohan, more about me at

    March 20, 2012 at 11:47 pm

    Lavina, All of us can identify with this post! Our tie is in the turmeric, the incense stick, the cardamom, the kumkum, the saris we got married in (they’ve caught the moment), the Prestige pressure cookers we brought and still swear by (although I have moved on to American ones in recent times:-)…

    Many congratulations and I look forward to reading you here.


  3. chandisona

    March 21, 2012 at 2:15 pm

    Beautifully written…you echo many peoples sentiments Lavina, thanks

  4. kriti

    March 21, 2012 at 10:34 pm

    Absolutely stunning piece of writing! Each and every word takes you to a moment so alive! Can associate with ever line here Lavina! This is fabulous! My Gods were very “at home” in Danbury as well : )

  5. Ollie H.

    March 26, 2012 at 7:45 am

    very nicely written Lavina..Every Indian-Americans can really relate to this..


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