My Tata said I have a beautiful little precious jewel in my heart, and if I polish it every day, it will always shine, no matter what happens. So writes Pinkie in her diary. Her parents have died, after being ill with Aids. Now Pinkie and her sisters and brothers are alone. My Tata said I have a beautiful little precious jewel in my heart, and if I polish it every day, it will always shine, no matter what happens. So writes Pinkie in her diary. Her parents have died, after being ill with Aids. Now Pinkie and her sisters and brothers are alone.