Asadha Shravan means the perfect covering of the form of rain in the heart of Bengal. Life comes back to the bosom of nature. Raindrops don't mean much. I go out with an umbrella over my head to see the beauty of nature, the umbrella flies in the gusty wind, I shout with my hands folded and recite it while getting wet, Ravi Tagore is you. . . . . "There is no place for sesame seeds in the blue sky. Ogo, you go out of the house today. "