about
Fifty five kilometers from Chandigarh, you turn on to a quiet country road set back from the rushed highway and roll down your windows to hear only bird song and the sound of your passage. You step out onto a pristine hillside cloaked in wild grass and pine trees with spectacular views of the Himalayas in the distance. You almost miss the fortuitous, intimate human scale homes overlooking this panorama, they blend so harmoniously into the hills. This is Amaya.
about
Fifty five kilometers from Chandigarh, you turn on to a quiet country road set back from the rushed highway and roll down your windows to hear only bird song and the sound of your passage. You step out onto a pristine hillside cloaked in wild grass and pine trees with spectacular views of the Himalayas in the distance. You almost miss the fortuitous, intimate human scale homes overlooking this panorama, they blend so harmoniously into the hills. This is Amaya.
Amaya Story
Amaya was born from a simple need: to reconnect. Our journey began from the yearning for a sanctuary, a space far from the chaos of the city; free of noise, distraction and the demands of the lives we had created for ourselves. We wanted a nest from where we could watch the mist that cloaks the mountains at dawn, a cradle where we might be lulled by a gentle mountain breeze, a home where the night would bring a million stars to dazzle us. A quiet place where we could
slow down and rediscover life.
Amaya is that space: a commune, a philosophy, an agent of symbiosis that enriches the lives of all that inhabit it, but also the land upon which it is built.