There was a guy who always played basketball at my gym. He loved to play ball and work out at the gym. The guy was in his mid 30s and unmarried. We'd talk sports and shoot the shit. He seemed pretty happy being single, had a good job, and was generally enjoying himself. One week he said he was going abroad, and he'll see us next time on the court. I learned through a mutual friend that the guy actually went to his home country to get married and bring his wife back to the states, due to familial pressure.

I never saw the guy again. The end.