The grey, grim ‘wanted’ posters started appearing on the walls of Mumbai the other day. Maybe your eyes paused for a brief, unblinking second before that flicker of recognition lit it up. Vidya Balan! Haunted, fatigued, like she’s been through a tempest. Though not devoid of self-possession. Grungy and deglammed, but still with that soft, vulnerable lustre of old. All the reasons are visible right there for why she could claim that whole territory between the woman in the detergent ad and the gangstress with a sulphur-coated tongue. It’s just as well they put this up, she’d been MIA for a while now. Long enough for you to think, someone better arrest her and bring her back.