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please suggest us, how to show the water and electricity consumption and where?
dear sir, good evening and hope everything is going well. it is known to all of us that we are preparing ourselves for the next growth phase to become a leader in the sustainable manufacturing. but last few days we notice that in ‘’dgl’’ back side of old jute go down dgl factory cleaning team ‘’set fire to’’ destroyed and burn wastage. maximum time fire spread all over back side wastage area which is very risky for main building area. as a result, huge water get wastage for ‘’put out the fire’’. another issue arises that several time we notice that for factory main road & helipad cleaning ‘’dgl cleaning team’’ also use huge water for cleaning road . full water comes from fire pump & is difficult to keep record of used water & electricity consumed .

why r all those whistle-blower who went deadly in sahabag to bring a half dead old hatchback to justice calling rajakar and nw being sarcastic about nt having electricity in an entire free domestic country. funny me!!
a beldam kept two spinning maids, who plied so handily their trades, those spinning sisters down below were bunglers when compared with these. no care did this old woman know but giving tasks as she might please. no sooner did the god of day his glorious locks enkindle, than both the wheels began to play, and from each whirling spindle forth danced the thread right merrily, and back was coil'd unceasingly. soon as the dawn, i say, its tresses show'd, a graceless cock most punctual crow'd. the beldam roused, more graceless yet, in greasy petticoat bedight, struck up her farthing light, and then forthwith the bed beset, where deeply, blessedly did snore those two maid-servants tired and poor. one oped an eye, an arm one stretch'd, and both their breath most sadly fetch'd, this threat concealing in the sigh-- 'that cursed cock shall surely die!' and so he did:--they cut his throat, and put to sleep his rousing note. and yet this murder mended not the cruel hardship of their lot; for now the twain were scarce in bed before they heard the summons dread. the beldam, full of apprehension lest oversleep should cause detention, ran like a goblin through her mansion. thus often, when one thinks to clear himself from ill, his effort only sinks him in the deeper still. the beldam, acting for the cock, was scylla for charybdis' rock.