Leave Letter na ippadi thaan irukannum

An employee applied for leave as follows:
Since I have to go to my village to sell my land along with my wife.Please sanction me one-week leave.

Another employee applied for half day leave as follows:
"Since I've to go to the cremation ground at 10 o-clock and I may not return, please grant me half day casual leave"

A leave letter to the headmaster:
"As I am studying in this school I am suffering from headache. I request you to leave me today"

An incident of a leave letter:
"I am suffering from fever, please declare one day holiday."

Another leave letter written to the headmaster:
As my headache is paining, please grant me leave for the day.

Covering note:
"I am enclosed herewith..."

Another one:
"Dear Sir: with reference to the above, please refer to my below..."

From a Govt employee:
As my mother-in-law has expired and I am responsible for it, please grant me 10 days leave.

Actual letter written for application of leave:
"My wife is suffering from sickness and as I am her only husband at home I may be granted leave".

Letter writing:
"I am in well here and hope you are also in the same well."

Another gem from Govt Leave-letter from an employee who was performing his daughter's wedding:
"As I am marrying my daughter, please grant a week's leave.."

From an employee who was performing the "mundan" ceremony of his 10year old son:
"As I want to shave my son's head, please leave me for two days.."

A candidate's application:
"This has reference to your advertisement calling for a 'typist and anaccountant - Male or Female'... As I am both for the past several years and I can handle both, I am applying for the post.

And finally my class mate's leave letter:
"As my cycle was suffering from severe puncture and the doctor was in rounds I could not immediately cure my cycle.Later when doctor came he could not diagnose the problem and had to wait the whole day for getting things done"

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