His name was Swami Ramam. He’d been there just four months, chasing what millions of young Indians see as the dream: a secure job, stability, dignity. Police say he was struggling; with money, with personal issues. Nobody knows exactly what tipped him over. But his death isn’t just a tragedy. It’s a mirror. How many more are quietly drowning under the weight of expectations? The pressure to pass. To provide. To not let the family down. These coaching centres are meant to lift aspirants up; not become prisons of stress. Yet, so often, they become pressure cookers without safety valves. We talk about unemployment. About competition. About reservation policies. But rarely do we talk about the mental toll of this race. If you’re preparing for a government job; and you’re tired, anxious, feeling alone; you’re not weak. You’re human. Reach out. Talk. Breathe. Because no job, no exam, no dream; is worth your life.