If you were to be a social worker you'll spend most part of your life wearing khadi and working with tribals in some village. You'll miss out on exciting marriage proposals and perks such as a fancy car, plush flat at Napeansea Road and prepaid air travels associated with management. You won't have suited-buted executives, but a million street children for company.

If you are still with me, you probably are the samaj sevak kinds. So what's stopping you from turning it to a career?