a small note, from us.

The women in our lives kept telling us the same thing: it's weirdly hard to make new friends after twenty-five. They had jobs, lovely apartments, decent coffee, and nobody to share a sunday with. They tried bumble bff, instagram dms, the apartment whatsapp group. None of it stuck.

Friendship needs repetition and rooms: the same people, in the same places, doing small things together. So we started building that. first as a small experiment in bangalore, then as galpal.

Every member is manually verified by our team over a short call before they can see anyone else. We don't allow men. We don't allow swiping. We don't recommend you a “match” — we recommend you someone real to grab chai with on a saturday.

If a woman makes someone feel unsafe, she's removed. No three-strikes, no appeals.

We're building galpal deeply in bangalore before we open anywhere else. Real circles. Real venues. Real partners.

Mumbai, delhi, hyderabad & pune are next. If you want us in your city, write to care@galpal.in with the city in the subject line. We read every one.

It started on a saturday in october. Rakshita was stress-baking cookies for nobody. Eight months into a bangalore move, alone in a sage-green apartment in indiranagar, owner of a beautiful set of plates, and no one to text wanna come over.She'd just deleted bumble bff for the third time.

She vented in a group chat with Shreya (who had moved cities four times in five years and could write a thesis on this exact loneliness) and Prachi(who runs a women's running club in pune that started because she got sick of running alone). The thread went from three messages to seventy in a day. Every woman they knew had some version of the same story.

That night, rakshita texted Harshit, an old college friend who'd been quietly building things for a decade, and asked: can we just make the thing. The next morning Vibudh and Prateek were on the call. By december we had a name, a manifesto, and a cookies-vs-loneliness problem to solve.

Rakshita, Shreya & Prachi make the calls about how galpal feels. They write the prompts, set the safety bar, choose which event formats actually build friendships and which ones just fill an evening. If a feature would make a woman uncomfortable, they kill it before it ships.

Harshit, Vibudh & Prateekmake those decisions real: the engineering, the verification pipeline, the boring-but-vital plumbing. They don't vote on what galpal does. They make sure it works, fast and quietly.

We're scattered across bangalore, mumbai, delhi and pune. The weekly video call always starts ten minutes late because someone's making chai. We answer every email that lands in care@galpal.in. usually within a day, sometimes from an airport queue.

galpal exists because rakshita's saturday cookies should have been eaten by someone. We're trying to make sure no woman in any of our cities ever has to bake them alone.

yours, rakshita, shreya, prachi, harshit, vibudh & prateek.