On the vast battlefield of Kishkinda Tara glowed like a fallen star. Hanuman spoke to her gently, "Tara, who do you, weep for? Every one is but an impermanent bubble. Creatures get what they deserve according to their good or bad acts. The merit or demerit can neither be transferred nor exchanged! It is madness to grieve for those who are dead for even the bodies of them who sorrow are equally transient". Trying to dissuade Tara from throwing herself into the flames of the funeral pyre, Hanuman insisted that only those who had no sons died when their husbands died. Angada was the reason for her to live. He said, "The king who had watch over countless monkeys no longer lives. It is not proper to sorrow for one who has gone to the higher regions by merit of his good deeds! Vali was a scholar; he comforted the sorrowing and forgave them who strayed. Tara you are beyond blame and the only refuge of the Vanaras. Let Angada rule with your support. Let us now cremate Vali and crown Angada. Tara said that even if she had a hundred sons like Angada, she would follow her dead husband. "It is a father and after a father it is his brother who should take the responsibility. Sugriva! You will now have to do whatever is to be done and I will rest where Vali does" insisted Tara.