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Girl's career -importance

We(common people) to be alive, have to think, to think, we need ideas, for ideas we need conversations, for conversations we need people with ideas!!! Sometimes I get no idea to think or write on. Then some people come as a blessing, they leave an idea in their conversation and that triggers my brain to think, analyze and conclude on that idea. This time it is, a boy's career is more important than a girl's career because girls anyway can get married and they have no social obligation to work. A boy's life itself becomes tough without a proper job. He can't get married or he will not have any social respect. So, boy's career is a question of survival.
Analysis:
The question of survival:
Yes, in Indian society a boy without a reasonable job is compared to nothing.  His prospects of getting a bride are almost null. Societal respect will be a far cry. Life will be miserable for a guy without a proper job-in fact well paid or well-respected job. However, an ancestral property sometimes can come to the rescue of a boy. For a boy to survive, he should have either wealth or well-paid job, a combo of it makes him a superhero anyway!!
Survival:
A girl's story is far different from boy's in Indian society. For many girls, love stories might be there but career stories are rare. The career of a girl is killed before it takes birth. A girl is provided with good education because she could get a good husband (well-paid).
Girls  many a time are made to dream about a good husband. From childhood, she is taught to have good conduct so that she never earns bad name in society. She can never be a rebel, it's dangerous because her prospects for marriage will be affected. Girl's life is so intermingled with marriage. she is made to believe she is born to marry someone and nothing other than that.
The above notion perfectly suits to those girls who conform to the narrative. 
 For most of the girls, there is only one work in marital life- catering to the needs of the family.
This kind of existence seems nothing more than an animal existence to a girl with dreams. She gets suffocated in such a set-up. It is not husband's wallet that matters, but it is her passions and pursuance of them. She is not someone who gets satisfied with seeing her kids win in life, but she defines her victory as HER VICTORY. She can never be a mere object of love and an emotional fool. But she knows when to shower love where to get emotion in. She is not the one who finds a solution to her insecurities in others but solutions emerge within her. She will be a leader and a good follower.
For such a girl, in this societal set-up, career rather a voiced career is a necessity. It is equal to her survival. A girl with vision and voice is a combo, may not make her a super-hero but she will be an agent of social change. She will be a leader to take an entire society forward, she will be an inspiration who offers hope to many girls to dream big. So,  we as a society need her, than she needs us.
I guess, my analysis leads to a conclusion that a girl's career is as important as a boy's career. For a boy to fly high may not be easy but for a girl to fly high is difficult.
There are exceptions.
PERIOD.

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