The Fish On A Plate

The fish on a plate has a sad story. A few hours before it appeared on your plate, he was freely roaming around under the river. It was a fine morning under the river, everything looked usual. The fish felt a little adventurous and wanted to do something extraordinary. When the fish looked up, he saw something coming down.

"Hey, see that, something is coming down. It looks like a worm," screamed the fish to its friends.

"Don't take a bite, it's a trap," one of the old fish warned the fish. But the fish didn't listen to the old fish.

"Wow, how lucky I am. The food is served right at my doorstep," thought the fish and took a bite, before anyone could take that chance. It was his last bite. Nobody saw him again.