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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?
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