Hi All,
Must read leave letters ------ TOO GOOD *
*This is a collection of leave letters and applications **
written by people in
various places of India ... *
1. *Infosys,* Bangalore : 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.
2. This is from *Oracle* Bangalore : >From an employee
who was performing the "mundan" ceremony of his 10
year old son: "as I want to shave
my son's head, please leave me for two days.."
3. Another gem from *CDAC*. Leave-letter from an
employee who was performing his daughter's wedding:
"as I am marrying my daughter, please grant a week's
leave.."
4. From *H.A.L. Administration* dept:
"As my mother-in-law has expired and I am only one
responsible for it,please grant me 10 days leave."
5. 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"
6. An incident of a leave letter
"I am suffering from fever, please declare one day
holiday."
7. 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"
8. Another leave letter written to the headmaster:
"As my headache is paining, please grant me leave for
the day."
9. Covering note:
"I am enclosed herewith..."
10. Another one:
"Dear Sir: with reference to the above, please refer
to my below..."
11. 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".
12. Letter writing: -
"I am in well here and hope you are also in the same
well."
13. A candidate's job application:
"This has reference to your advertisement calling for
a ' Typist and an Accountant - Male or Female'... As I
am both(!! )for the past several years
and I can handle both with good experience, I am
applying for the post.
One more to add on to laughter
leave application wriiten by an employee to his boss.
" I am suffering from health, fever came to me, leave me today"
From India, Mumbai
35Must read leave letters ------ TOO GOOD *
*This is a collection of leave letters and applications **
written by people in
various places of India ... *
1. *Infosys,* Bangalore : 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.
2. This is from *Oracle* Bangalore : >From an employee
who was performing the "mundan" ceremony of his 10
year old son: "as I want to shave
my son's head, please leave me for two days.."
3. Another gem from *CDAC*. Leave-letter from an
employee who was performing his daughter's wedding:
"as I am marrying my daughter, please grant a week's
leave.."
4. From *H.A.L. Administration* dept:
"As my mother-in-law has expired and I am only one
responsible for it,please grant me 10 days leave."
5. 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"
6. An incident of a leave letter
"I am suffering from fever, please declare one day
holiday."
7. 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"
8. Another leave letter written to the headmaster:
"As my headache is paining, please grant me leave for
the day."
9. Covering note:
"I am enclosed herewith..."
10. Another one:
"Dear Sir: with reference to the above, please refer
to my below..."
11. 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".
12. Letter writing: -
"I am in well here and hope you are also in the same
well."
13. A candidate's job application:
"This has reference to your advertisement calling for
a ' Typist and an Accountant - Male or Female'... As I
am both(!! )for the past several years
and I can handle both with good experience, I am
applying for the post.
One more to add on to laughter
leave application wriiten by an employee to his boss.
" I am suffering from health, fever came to me, leave me today"
From India, Mumbai
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From India, Delhi
From India, Delhi
Santa singh needed some money desperately. banta tells him that if he
prays to shivji in a temple, his prayers would surely be answered.
so santa goes to a shiva temple. the temple had a large lord shiva
statue. santa closes his eyes, bows his head, joins his hands and says
his prayer.
santa: "ho jee tussee itne vadde ho. itne mahan ho.
saannoo 100 rupayen chahiye. kripa karo."
the priest sees santa praying. he wants to help santa but knows that
a
sikh will never accept the money. so he drops a 100-rupee note,from
behind the statue, so that santa can not see him.
after santa had said his prayers, and opens his eyes.
he sees the note
and thinks that god has listened to his prayers. he takes the note
and
goes away.
however he is back again next day for money. now the priest is really
annoyed with santa.
the priest decides that he is not going to give any more money to
santa.
he changes the big shivji statue with a smaller one of ganapathi that
day.
once again santa goes to the prayer room. however he does not notice
the
difference.
santa closes his eyes, bows his head, joins his hands and says his
prayer.
santa: "ho jee tussee itne vadde ho. itne mahan ho.
ajj to saannoo 50 rupayen hi chahiye. kirpa karo."
after that he slowly opens his eyes and does not find any money. so he
lowers his demand a bit.
santa: "o papa jee tussee itne vadde ho. itne mahan ho. asee 10
rupayen
me hi kaam chala lenge. kirpa karo jee."
again he slowly opens his eyes and does not find any money. he slowly
raises his head and now notices the small ganapathi statue. he
carefully
looks left and then right, and then slowly moves a bit forward near
the
statue.
then he whispers to the statue: "puttar, papa kitthe hein ??!!
From India, Delhi
prays to shivji in a temple, his prayers would surely be answered.
so santa goes to a shiva temple. the temple had a large lord shiva
statue. santa closes his eyes, bows his head, joins his hands and says
his prayer.
santa: "ho jee tussee itne vadde ho. itne mahan ho.
saannoo 100 rupayen chahiye. kripa karo."
the priest sees santa praying. he wants to help santa but knows that
a
sikh will never accept the money. so he drops a 100-rupee note,from
behind the statue, so that santa can not see him.
after santa had said his prayers, and opens his eyes.
he sees the note
and thinks that god has listened to his prayers. he takes the note
and
goes away.
however he is back again next day for money. now the priest is really
annoyed with santa.
the priest decides that he is not going to give any more money to
santa.
he changes the big shivji statue with a smaller one of ganapathi that
day.
once again santa goes to the prayer room. however he does not notice
the
difference.
santa closes his eyes, bows his head, joins his hands and says his
prayer.
santa: "ho jee tussee itne vadde ho. itne mahan ho.
ajj to saannoo 50 rupayen hi chahiye. kirpa karo."
after that he slowly opens his eyes and does not find any money. so he
lowers his demand a bit.
santa: "o papa jee tussee itne vadde ho. itne mahan ho. asee 10
rupayen
me hi kaam chala lenge. kirpa karo jee."
again he slowly opens his eyes and does not find any money. he slowly
raises his head and now notices the small ganapathi statue. he
carefully
looks left and then right, and then slowly moves a bit forward near
the
statue.
then he whispers to the statue: "puttar, papa kitthe hein ??!!
From India, Delhi
A man who surrenders when he’s WRONG, is HONEST. A man who surrenders when he’s NOT SURE, is WISE. A man who surrenders when he’s RIGHT, is a HUSBAND
From India, Delhi
From India, Delhi
Ek bar baarish ho rahi thi, ek aadmi chatri lekar ja raha tha, chatri ke upar ek keeda aur keedi khade hue thay, keedi hawa se udd gayi. Keeda bola, "Mitran di chatri to udd gayi, ambran te laundi hain udariyan."
From India, Delhi
From India, Delhi
An elderly man lay dying in his bed.
In death`s agony, he suddenly smelled the aroma of his favorite chocolate chip cookies wafting up the stairs.
He gathered his remaining strength, and lifted himself from the bed. Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with even greater effort forced himself down the stairs, gripping the railing with both hands. With labored breath, he leaned against the door frame, gazing into the kitchen.
Were it not for death`s agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven: there, spread out upon newspapers on the kitchen table were literally hundreds of his favorite chocolate chip cookies.
Was it heaven? Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted wife, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man?
Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself toward the table, landing on his knees in a rumpled posture. His parched lips parted; the wondrous taste of the cookie was already in his mouth; seemingly bringing him back to life.
The aged and withered hand, shockingly made its way to a cookie at the edge of the table, when it was suddenly smacked with a spatula by his wife.
"Stay out of those," she said, "they`re for the funeral."
From India, Delhi
In death`s agony, he suddenly smelled the aroma of his favorite chocolate chip cookies wafting up the stairs.
He gathered his remaining strength, and lifted himself from the bed. Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with even greater effort forced himself down the stairs, gripping the railing with both hands. With labored breath, he leaned against the door frame, gazing into the kitchen.
Were it not for death`s agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven: there, spread out upon newspapers on the kitchen table were literally hundreds of his favorite chocolate chip cookies.
Was it heaven? Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted wife, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man?
Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself toward the table, landing on his knees in a rumpled posture. His parched lips parted; the wondrous taste of the cookie was already in his mouth; seemingly bringing him back to life.
The aged and withered hand, shockingly made its way to a cookie at the edge of the table, when it was suddenly smacked with a spatula by his wife.
"Stay out of those," she said, "they`re for the funeral."
From India, Delhi
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