My maternal grandfather, after retiring in his ’60s, found another job within a month of retirement.

In his job, he had to travel inter-state almost 20 days a month.

He built a house after retirement.

He purchased a car after retirement.

He grew from manager level to director level in the organisation.

In his seventies, he had a loss of hearing; he had neurological disorders; he had sodium imbalance, high BP, his heart was functioning at minimum capacity.

His boss had to retire him forcefully; he didn't give up.

Today he is in his ’80s, he is lean, too weak, almost on the death bed, surviving in an ICU from almost a month, yet he has a high spirit to live.

He wants to be alongside his kids as a support, he still has some goals in life, he is supervising his treatment, and his willpower is not letting his weak body give up.

I am really surprised people asking about the relevance of life after 30.

If the ’30s is pinching you, what's the point of life anyway?

You have not even reached midway and so much hopelessness?

I am almost 32, and I feel I have just started in life. From my teenage years to this day, I don't find myself growing older, the only change I see is that I have a better, and improved perspective towards life, which will surely help me in the future.

Answering the question-

Till there is a moment of life left with you, there is always a point in life.