On social work and social workers

Some thoughts on social work and workers,

However much I would like to help directly or through social workers, I realise, it is only going to touch, if anything but the surface. On social workers and I've come across some, they have masked their escape by being with and supposedly helping disabled people. I find them -specially the ones at the top or aspiring to lead, greedy for power, their scorn and irony is another way for them to not accept that part of themselves and makes them for me a misdirected effort.
‘I have done so much for these people, have sacrificed so much, who to understand anything about such things. Poverty is such. Become poor to understand their suffering.’ Is something like a mantra for them to avoid other of their social strata.

An observation to go along this:

I am with my son in a small tailor's shop. Its one of those 'specialties’ which cater to school uniforms. We are waiting for the right size of trousers to be brought up. An autorickshaw pulls up alongside and out step the auto driver, his wife and their son - not more than six years old. The kid is thrilled with the idea of new clothes, a school to go to and is just running here and there tugging at the hung clothes and just gurgling away. The father is looking sombre and waiting patiently and quite while the mother negotiates with the shopkeeper. Rs 150 is too much etc etc. She is smiling and the smile goes beyond the face. The joy and love for her child and live is something difficult to explain. Negotiations done, the family dances back into the auto and drives off. Joy in life defies money.