I'm Gen Z and thought retirement was the goal. My 86-year-old grandfather changed my mind.

As a Gen Z, I have struggled with my work ethic.

I have learned to optimize leisure, travel, and rest, and to get into a flow state.

However, my grandfather’s work ethic has made me rethink my approach.

At 86, my grandfather refuses to retire.

For the past 60 years, he has woken up at the same time every morning, showered, dressed immaculately, had breakfast, and left for his work as a general physician in his private clinic.

Barring sickness and rare travel, he has never taken a day off, never deviated from schedule, and has an enviable work ethic that I have not seen in anyone.

My grandmother, who was 70, died last year, and he was back to work in a week.

Born in 1940 in the small town of Gonda in North India, he was the eldest of six younger siblings.

In 1966, at the age of 26, he began his medical practice after completing his MBBS.

From the beginning, he has been focused on his career and his responsibilities as the eldest son of a South Asian family.

He worked in big hospitals, then opened a private practice a few years later, and he also established a Rotary Club Chapter in his city, leading it many times in the decades that followed.

There has always been a deep sense of empathy in him, which has made him a very considerate doctor for those who are economically marginalized.

Because he charged less, took his time to understand each patient’s issue, and prescribed medicines with great care, he gained popularity in his city very soon.

After six decades, the patients who were once young men and women bring their grandchildren from different cities to be treated by him.

Only two years ago, he scaled back his work, working only till lunch.

So now many patients come home in an emergency. “I don’t like turning them away.

Helping them makes me feel elated,” he told me in one of our weekly phone calls.

From his work, he built a home for his parents and siblings, and another for his wife and children.

He paid for the education of most of his siblings and put down a significant sum when it was time for them to get married.

In short, he has been responsible for every role and relationship in his life.

He has three kids, two daughters and a son.

They feel as if he should take it easy. “Why don’t you retire?” My mother asked him a few years ago, and he shook his head vigorously, as if the thought itself was impossible. “There were friends who were much healthier than me.

They retired early, and I have seen many of them pass away,” was his response to my mom.

He also feels that being in a perpetual state of rest will dull his senses.

Barring a partial hearing loss in one ear and a decrease in activity level due to age, he is fit and completely Independent.

He can decide if he ever wants to retire because he has built his own practice, which is a privilege.

However, he hasn’t denied himself the pleasures of life either.

He took time off to go on vacations and spent dedicated time with his kids, parents, and wife.

From him, I am learning that having a work ethic also means having a deep respect for your own life.

It is not just dedication to his work; his ethic showcases his will to live as long as he can, independently.

I want to live a purposeful and robust life, helping and guiding others and being of use till it’s time to go.

I want to eat clean, work out every day, put in the work to nurture my ambition, spend time with my loved ones, and focus on my goals.

His work ethic has also shown me how he values his time.

He nourishes it, nurtures it, and uses it to build a better life for himself.

An honorable relationship with time and hard work has led him here.

He wants to be a functional part of society, and it has given me a fresh perspective on how I want to live my life.

It is an odd thought, but I aspire to have a work ethic just like his and not retire.

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