不能说两个月的旅行可以让我捕捉到加尔各答的精髓。但这个城市带来新的灵感和热情，让我时隔一年，从新拿起相机。
无处不在对神的祷告，婉转悠扬的传统拉格，街道丰富的色彩光线，人们熠熠发光的眼神；小火炉里冒的烟，似乎没完没了的祭祀和节日里欢乐的鼓点和叫喊，掺杂着混乱的交通喇叭声。所有这一切，如一首时空交响曲，把我从长时间的隔绝里带出来，或者，把我抛入另一个“甜腻腻”的美梦。
加尔各答如今面临许多问题。很多人仍然在为每一天的生存挣扎。但这里曾经是印度的心脏，这片土地曾经孕育出许多伟大的人物和灵性导师。他们的影响至今还在。
作为第二故乡，我为加尔各答祈祷。

I cannot say that I have captured the spirit of Kolkata in a brief period of two months. But this city gave me the new energy and passion to hold up my camera again, after a stop of more than one year.
The ubiquity chanting for gods, the beautiful sound of ragas, the various colours and lights in the streets, the shining eyes of the people, the smoky fire in the stoves, the cheerful shouting of celebrations for the numerous pujas which seem endless, combined with the noises of horn in messy traffic.
All these mixtures, create a symphony between time and space, which transformed me from a long time of isolation or on a second thought it might have pulled me into another “sweet” new dream.
Kolkata faces a lot of problems. Many people are still struggling for small cost of everyday living. But it used to be the heart of India and it is a city with so many magnificent names of spiritual and artistic figures. The deep influences of them remain in this land, which will endure the test of time.
I wish the best of Kolkata,as “my” city.