Thank u everybody for ur nice comments.
So we were out of fuel, first I thought of taking out some from my bike but as soon as I approached him he told me to go and bring some from a pump in Jaglot. I wasnt pleased but had to do it, mounted my bike and rode off. I was not in a good mood and didnt like this extra ride even a bit due to one stupid decision for which mostly I was responsible. On KKH cars and trucks were making clouds of dust which didnt make me any happier, I let out my anger on the bike and opened the throttle more than I would have done normally. A few kms later all my anger and bad mood was gone and I was literally flying my bike over culverts standing on the pegs with a big grin. One fuel station came and they had no petrol, second one same result, I stopped at five pumps but none had any petrol, finally got the petrol on a pump, filled the tank of my bike and got extra in a 1.5 liter bottle. I expected same fun ride on return but while I was coming, a strong wind had picked up which I did not notice as it was on my back but on return it was headwind and pretty strong. My mood again became sour and all the way I kept cursing myself for not coming alone on this trip(sorry buddy). At last when we left Jaglot after refueling the bike and ourselves it was already past 3 in the afternoon and Skardu was at least 180 kms and five hours drive away.
