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Over the summer, my cousin had a traditional Indian baby shower. Overly dressing up, meeting aunts and uncles you'll never talk to again, and gorging on desserts before lunch. Not that I'm complaining. I look forward to these events. And after two years in exile, this was the highlight of my summer. Back to the shower, it was hectic. However, one conversation stuck with me longer than anything else. I asked my cousin whether she was expecting a girl or a boy. Without answering my question, she y...