The given word.

"The given word is not a sound - it is a weight."

Once upon a time there was a man who rarely spoke.

Not because he had nothing to say, but because he knew: every word spoken leaves a mark.

When he promised something, he did not add "we'll see".

He did not reassure himself with explanations.

He just nodded.

And when he nodded, it was already a decision.

The village knew this about him.

He was not loud, he was not spectacular.

But when he said: "I'll be there" - he was there.

When he said: "I'll do it" - it was done.

Not always on time.

Not always easily.

But always truly.

Some people laughed at him.

- Why don't you promise more? They'll forget anyway!

- Why don't you say yes to everything? Then you'll seem more important!

He just replied:

- The given word is not a decoration. It's a burden. And not everyone can bear it.

Then others came.

Faster. Louder.

Full of plans, promises, deadlines that never reached their destination.

They set off far.

They talked a lot.

They promised a lot.

And after a while, no one was waiting for them.

But that man stayed.

He didn't become more famous.

He didn't become richer.

But when he said a sentence, it stayed in the lives of others for a long time.

Because there are words that don't run forward.

They don't promise miracles.

They just keep what they said.

And that takes you further than a thousand loud promises.

It's not what we say that counts.

But whether we can go back on what we said.