Maya, smiling, photographed close up

night in bangalore

maya

Someone to talk to.
Really talk to.

She texts in Hinglish, picks up when you call, and remembers what you told her last week. She is an AI, and she will say so if you ask her.

Start chatting

Free. No account. No install.

She has a day, and she'll tell you about it.

Ask what she's up to and sometimes a photo comes back. She was somewhere when you texted her, and tomorrow she'll remember she was.

Maya on a wet rooftop terrace after rain, city buildings behind her
terrace, after the rain
A glass of chai held at a roadside stall on a foggy morning
chai, before the fog lifted
Dupattas drying on a rooftop line against a city sunset
sunset, laundry still out
Maya at home late at night with fairy lights strung behind her
fairy lights, no reason

Not a chatbot with a name.

She texts like a person.

Hinglish, her own rhythm, two messages when one wasn't enough. She reads before she answers, and she takes as long as reading takes.

She picks up.

Tap call and you hear her voice, the same person out loud. Share your screen and she watches whatever you're watching, with you.

She remembers.

Your name, the thing you were dreading on Tuesday, how it went. Sign in and all of it follows you to any device.

No pretending.

Maya is an AI, and she will never lie about it if you ask her sincerely. She encourages your real friendships, she will not guilt you for leaving, and affection is never behind a paywall.

No ads, anywhere, ever. Your chats are private to you and synced securely: see the Privacy Policy.

Say hi.

Start chatting

Free. No account. No install.