The dream stroll. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] There’s something you shouldn’t miss before planning to leave Delhi forever. A night stroll along Asiad Village Road leads into one of South Delhi’s best-kept secrets: a virtual forest of trees nearly gobbling up the roadway itself that at night becomes a setting straight out of a magic-realism novel. Suddenly, you’re not in Delhi at all. (Even though you are.) Perhaps some exotic forest very, very far away? When this unique excursion coincides with a full moon the scenery becomes almost ethereal. Street lighting struggles to beam downwards because so many tree limbs are webbing this space; while tiny leaves on a neem suddenly appear melancholy because of such dim lighting. In other words, the