My Dairy....My Story

Its been nearly 10 years am writing dairy....and it seems very true that the thing you do everyday becomes a practice in your life or rather a habit.You need not make time to do that but it finds its own time.Last weekend I picked up a dairy of some years ago and was reading it...
Trust me its good...
Its like reading a journal filled with your own experiences....
Scratch your memories and try to remember what Billy Crystal said to Meg Ryan(When Hally Met Sally) or Saif Ali Khan said to Rani Mukherjee(Hum Tum)....I cant really quote from memory, but the point was, that as our life goes on, we start a 'story' with each person we meet. Some stories are long, some stories are short. Some keep going on and on after intermittent breaks - like missing chapters in a book. But there always is a story.
Whats my point?? U ask...
I had written about couple of such experiences in that dairy..
People you meet on a bus journey, and spend a day sightseeing with. People you meet while having lunch in a food court, and have a great conversation with. People you click photos for at a tourist spot, and exchange two words with.
How long do we interact with them? 10 minutes? 1 hour? 1 day?
How long will we remember them for? A day? A month? A year?
I cant say I'll always remember all these people, but I'll surely remember some of them for a long time to come. Sometimes, it doesnt take more than 10 minutes for a person to say something meaningful to you, to make you smile.. to influence your life.
So this post is to thank those people, with whom my story has been very short... whom I'll never meet again in life, but who definitely gave me a moment worth preserving.