It Happened Again!

Knowing is one thing, being a witness to it is another.
Here is a true story of some one I know. All the names have been changed for obvious reasons.
Nisha was one among the four siblings. She was the third daughter among four daughters and a son. No points for guessing the youngest was a son. How much ever she denied it, she was subject to the gender discrimination. While her little brother was sent to an English medium school, she and her sisters had to study in a vernacular medium. Yes, there were constraints of resources but when the choice had to be made it was obviously the boy. But she was lucky, unlike several others girl children in the country, she was educated. She grew up and became an independent individual. Inspite of the oppressive upbringing she had, she had the courage to choose her own career path. She also had the courage to go against her parents' wishes and societal norms and make an independent decision in choosing a spouse. At that point I thought, She had fought against it all and was victorious against the discrimination.
All was happy for quite some time, she had full control of her life. It was time for her to become a mother. She was quite excited. She waited patiently for nine months to give birth to a charming little girl. It seemed to be a perfect fairy tale. After some time, Nisha wanted to conceive again. She wanted another child. This time she wanted it to be a boy. To an onlooker it seemed quite natural, now that she had a girl probably it is natural to wish for a boy. But this time again she gave birth to a girl.
"The first time it was alright but again a girl." She was quite successful in camouflaging her disappointment the first time but now it was evident. She even wondered whether to conceive again for a male child.
Well history does repeat itself!
To a rational mind it seemed a person subject to the discrimination shall not perpetuate it, but rationality is definitely over rated.
If this is the case with an "affluent" "educated" "urban" "independent" individual, I have my own doubts about these adjectives. I think I understand why our sex ratio continues to decrease.