People who know me often inquire, “Kusumji, if you weren’t a social worker, what would you have become?” 

It’s a thought-provoking question indeed.

Beyond my role as a social worker, I wear many other hats—artist, literature enthusiast, counselor, among others. However, social work feels like an inherent part of my being, ingrained in my DNA.

From as far back as I can remember, my parents’ compassion for others shaped my understanding of life. It instilled in me the belief that compassion is a way of life. Caring for the underprivileged and those in distress isn’t just a title; it’s a calling.

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The more critical question isn’t about my achievements but whether society truly needs social workers. Are governments, businesses, and communities doing enough to support their vulnerable members? Unfortunately, the answer often leans towards no.

Social workers are essential for building a healthy, resilient society that progresses together through any crisis.

Contrary to common belief, being a social worker doesn’t require superhuman abilities or vast wealth. It’s about having a heart that truly listens—to both spoken and unspoken stories—and actively works to alleviate pain.

Decades of service have taught me that the greatest reward isn’t accolades but knowing I’ve made a difference in someone’s life. This appreciation fuels my inner happiness and inspires me to continue serving with renewed energy and courage.

Reflecting again on what I would be if not a social worker, I can’t envision a life without this identity. Serving others—Seva—is truly the closest thing to my heart.