Once there was a fisherman and his wife. They lived in a small hut on a hill overlooking the ocean. Everyday the fisherman went down to the ocean to fish. One day he caught a beautiful fish. He was about to take the fish home when the fish spoke to him.
“Please kind sir, if you will release me I will grant you a wish.”
The fisherman was surprised and realized this was a magic fish. Not desiring anything, the fisherman let the fish go. Later when he told his wife what had happened she was very angry.
“How could you not ask the fish for a wish? Look at this shack we live in! You could have at least asked him for a larger house! Go back and ask the fish for a new house!”
The fisherman returned to the ocean. He called, “Magic fish, magic fish, we have a wish.”
The fish appeared in the water and said, “What is your wish?”
“Please, we live in a hut and my wife would like a house.”
“Go back home and see what you find,” said the magic fish.
When the fisherman returned home he found a lovely cottage and he was quite pleased. However, after a while his wife was not pleased.
“This house is too small, we deserve better than this. Go back and tell the fish we want a castle!”
The fisherman did not want to ask the fish for more but his wife kept nagging and regretfully he returned to the fish.
“Magic fish, magic fish, we have a wish.”
“What is your wish this time?”
“My wife would like a castle.”
“Go back and see what you will find,” said the magic fish.
The fisherman returned home and found a huge castle sitting where the cottage had been.
For a while his wife was satisfied but then she began complaining again.
“If I am living in a castle, I should be Queen! Go and ask the fish to make me Queen!”
Again the fisherman returned to the ocean and called, “Magic fish, magic fish, we have a wish.”
“What is the wish?”
“Please kind fish, my wife would like to be Queen.”
“Go back and see what you find,” said the magic fish.
The fisherman returned to the castle and found his wife sitting on a throne.
Was she happy? Not for long. She now wanted to be ruler of the universe and demanded her husband to return to the fish and ask to be made ruler of the universe!
The fisherman returned to the ocean. The water was not calm but rolling, black and rough. Once more the fisherman called to the fish.
“Magic fish, magic fish, we have a wish.” The fish did not appear and the fisherman called again. Finally the fish came to the surface.
“What do you want now?”
“My wife wants to be ruler of the universe.”
The fish did not respond for a few minutes and then sadly said, “Go back home and see what you find.”
The fisherman returned home and found his wife sitting outside their own shabby hut.