The impossible question

What I Love Most About You

You know what's funny?

If someone randomly asked me, "What do you love most about him?"

I genuinely don't think I'd know how to answer.

Not because I don't have an answer.

But because every time I think I've found one... I immediately think of something else.

One thing that still surprises me is how much you know. Not just medicine, but literally everything.

We'll be watching a movie, and out of nowhere you'll pause it because there's some historical reference or mythological story you want to explain to me.

I still remember watching Troy with you. You paused the movie just to explain the story behind the gift they sent and the whole Greek mythology behind it.

Then we watched Project Hail Mary, and once again, you somehow had something interesting to explain.

Sometimes I genuinely sit there wondering, "How do you know all this?"

I don't think you even realize how much I enjoy listening to you explain things. Those random movie explanations have honestly become one of my favourite parts of watching movies with you.

Another thing I love about you is how observant you are. You notice the smallest things about me that I don't even expect you to remember.

Like how I can't eat pumpkin.

I don't even remember when I told you that. It wasn't even an important conversation. I probably just said it once and forgot about it.

But somehow... you remembered.

Although...

you did forget my birthday.

And Sahira's too.

I still haven't forgiven you for that.

I think one of the reasons I tell you everything is because you've never made me feel stupid for asking questions.

I can ask you the most random thing, and instead of making fun of me, you'll actually explain it.

Sometimes you'll explain it so seriously that I end up learning something without even realizing it.

I don't think you even know how much I appreciate that.

I still don't know how you do it, but somehow you always know when something's wrong.

Even if I don't say anything.

Even if I'm trying to act normal.

You'll notice that I'm quieter than usual and immediately ask me what's wrong.

Sometimes I don't even realize my mood has changed until you point it out.

I don't know how you do that... but I'm really glad you do.

I don't know if you even realize this, but one thing that has always meant a lot to me is how many times you've stayed awake just to talk to me.

I know you've messed up your sleep schedule because of me more times than I can count.

And whenever I'm anxious or not doing okay, somehow you're always there.

Whether it's talking to me until I calm down or just staying with me until I feel a little better...

I don't think you realize how much that means to me.

I don't think we've ever had "normal" conversations.

Somehow it always starts with, "How are you?"

Then I hear everything that happened in your day.

Then I tell you everything that happened in mine.

Somehow that turns into a video call.

Then a mute video call where we're both doing our own thing.

Then texting.

Then random reels.

And somehow... it ends with me watching you fall asleep.

I don't know when that became our routine, but it's one of my favourite parts of the day.

I love listening to you talk about your future.

Not just becoming a doctor, but everything after that.

The way you talk about opening your own hospital, building something of your own, thinking about the future and your career...

I love listening to all of it.

It makes me happy seeing how passionate you are about the life you're working towards.

And honestly... I can't wait to see you do it.

One memory I don't think I'll ever forget is after the Sonia situation.

I remember telling you to stop calling me baby, babe, babu, cutu baby... even saying "I love you."

Those words just didn't feel special to me anymore.

And you listened.

But instead of just leaving it there... you found another way.

You started saying Hu tane prem karu chu.

It was still "I love you."

Just in a completely different way.

It wasn't really about the words.

It was about the fact that you cared enough to find another way to say them.

I don't think I'll ever forget that.

See?

This is exactly why this question is impossible.

Because every time I think, "Okay... this has to be my favourite thing about you."

I remember another one.

And then another.

And another.

So maybe I don't actually have one answer.

Maybe my favourite thing isn't one particular quality.

Maybe it's the way all these little things come together and somehow make you.

And I wouldn't change that for anything. ❤️