I read this story recently about a man who went fishing in his boat. After some waiting, something tugged on the line. He got it out.
He saw the fish had silver and gold-coloured fins. It was very beautiful. He put it in the boat, even as the fish started struggling for life.
Then, to his surprise, the fish spoke, “Let me go into the river. Just put me back in the water. I will give you three wishes. You can ask for anything but put me back in the water now.”
The man thought for a few minutes. The fish was struggling for life, getting weaker and weaker.
Then he said, “Okay make it five wishes, I’ll let you go.”
The fish said, “No, three.” Its voice was already weak.