Plenty of self-help books suggests that when you feel really stressed and overwhelmed by work, one should just close the eyes and imagine that you’re walking in a forest. Imagine the feel of the trees, the leaves, they say, smell the flowers and the grass, listen to the birds chirping and the crisp dry leaves being crushed under your feet as you make way amidst the dense forest. Ok. So far so good. But why dream about a forest when you can actually walk inside one? It’s not safe, you say? Who’s going to guide us, you feel? Can I manage to walk on foot with wild animals around, you fear? Look no further.