89 YEARS OF LEGACY

“MCC is your Fate, but Selaiyur is your Destiny.”

It’s been a year since I last visited that amazing place, and every Selaiyurian knows one thing for sure Selaiyur holds a space in our lives that no other place ever can. The memories are still fresh, untouched by time.

If someone asks why we are so obsessed with a place, they may see it as just another residential area where people come and go. But for us, it’s different. Selaiyur carries a legacy. It isn’t just a location it’s an emotion, an experience, a chapter that shaped who we are.

If I had to add one fixed visit to my calendar every year, it would be a visit to Selaiyur simply to be there, to relive, to breathe that familiarity again.

Those stone benches could have written novels if they had ears.

The outdoor stage would have become a fashion designer, considering the amount of fabric and buttons we sacredly lost there.

The indoor stage could have been a director, singer, or artist if it had mouth and hands.

And the trees they witnessed our seasons, from nervous freshers to confident outgoing seniors, marking our springs and falls with silent grace.

I am happy that MCC became my college and taught me about business.

But I am truly blessed that Selaiyur became my second home teaching me what life really is.

Now, as it celebrates its 89th birthday, having passed through generations, it still continues to grow quietly shaping lives, including mine.

Shades of moon on sacred sand,
Waking the bear-wolf’s roar in still ponds.
Joint families stretch across the blocks - Only 
Selaiyurain knows who you are.

Since 1937, yet young as yesterday born,
It asks you quietly why you ever left.
Fellows come, fellows go 
The place remembers.

Up Up Selaiyur,
Up Up Selaiyur
Up Up Selaiyur...