silver line of the cloud

Recently my repeat RT PCR test of Covid 19 ,which was positive earlier became negative. Oxymoronically speaking the earlier negatively positive became positively negative. I was thinking positive but wanted to become negative. Ha ha ha!In nutshell I became a recovered patient of Covid 19. The silver lining became evident out of my cloud of COVID 19 experience: Firstly I am eligible to donate plasma after one month of negative test to Serious Covid 19 patients who have my blood group A1 positive,  again positive 😂! Secondly I am immune to get Covid 19 roughly for 3 months hence, if I am infected by the same strain of the virus. Thirdly and innovatively,  it helped to maintain social distance at ATM,Grocery shop and Medicines shop; I simply say, I am a recovered patient,  people repelled instantaneously, as if we were the similar poles of magnets  not one or 2 meters but more than three atleast. Further fruit and vegetable sellers gave me best quality items as if they...

 In April 1990 when I came to Jammu during the mass migration from Kashmir in view of the sudden abrupt eruption of the militancy which had been simmering for quite sometime  and had reached the threshold of triggering the bullet, it was all cloudy for the all the Kashmiris who migrated and so was also full of dark clouds for me; ready to rain away all what was built up in my life. In this maladious gloom of my life so far, he just appeared as the brightest silver line in my darkest cloud. He was one of the trio: Sunil,Brij Mohan and " Ravinder Sumbli". They in short called him Sumbli, but he was not as short as they shortened his name. He was a tall and handsome, fair,radiant and bright with glow  with an aura of positive vibes. He was as strong at his mind as muscular his physique was. Brij was setting in US and Sunil a Jammuite both good friends of his. While I reached in Jammu after migration having settled in a one room rented accommodation alongwith parents,a bro an...