They matched on Hinge in late 2022. Juhi was in residency so her schedule made replying to messages a once-every-ten-days event. Sarvesh responded immediately, every time. After thirty days and three whole messages, he had had enough. He cheekily called her out saying that by the time her next reply arrived, he would already be abroad, so they should just schedule a date for when he got back. She found it funny enough to respond immediately for the first time. As it turned out, she was also leaving the country. His fix: follow each other on Instagram. She went to the UK with her sister; he went to Morocco and Barcelona with coworkers. Two strangers, countries apart with their phones in hand, quietly becoming each other's favorite conversation.

They finally met in person at the end of December 2022, at a Wine and Chocolate Bar in Manhattan. It was meant to be a typical two-hour date before she headed back to New Jersey for an early 7am hospital shift. Five hours later, they were still together. They made a second stop at Oscar Wilde, where, in a moment of mild holiday-season panic, Sarvesh couldn't find a single open seat in the packed room. Just as he was about to admit defeat and call it an evening, two barstools magically opened up. They grabbed them without a second thought. That night planted a tradition: whenever possible, bar seating, side by side, never across from each other. Even that first night, the future was already in the room. Juhi was moving to Chicago in six months for her NICU Fellowship, and Sarvesh was quietly thinking he would not mind moving back to Chicago one bit, if it meant he got to be with her. Friends, sibling, and parents were introduced, and approvals were covertly received. She moved to Chicago in July; he followed in September. Together they navigated settling into a new city, a grueling fellowship, MBA applications, travel, and all the ups and downs of an early relationship. They figured it out together, and usually in seats side by side.

By their two-year anniversary in December 2024, everyone knew the question was a matter of when, not if, they would get engaged. A New Year's trip to New York settled it for Sarvesh: it had to be the city where it all started. Months of covert ring design followed, with input from Juhi's mom, sister Ekta, Sheila, and Saj. Juhi had one request: the post-proposal party could not happen somewhere she did not have her dress. A fake Spotify work trip to New York was the cover. When she asked point blank if he was proposing there, he said no. An absolute lie. Satisfied, she dropped the dress at the tailor the day before their flight. Sarvesh immediately snuck back, explained everything to the very kind tailor, and told her that his younger brother, a more jacked, slightly worse-looking version of him, would come pick it up as soon as it was ready. She obliged. The dress made it to New York with Maneesh. Under the guise of a kick-off gala, Juhi and Sarvesh got dressed up and went to "meet his co-workers for drinks first." On the rooftop of Ophelia, with the city that started it all glittering below, he got down on one knee. Full surprise. After first asking "but wait, what about the dress," a yes was given. Parents and siblings hidden around the corner came out, and the celebrations began!