It’s a satirical novel about a group of people in constant fear of the "combine" (outside world) who are unaware of their own strengths, who don’t have courage enough to question rules and tradition; about people tagged as "different" with respect to the so called proper societal behavior traits. Amongst a bunch of such guys who refer to themselves as rabbits, comes a lion - who dares to be himself, who does not accept things as they are, who teaches them to live - not merely exist. And changes the world around them: by opposing the tyranny of the nurse who treats all these patients of the mental institution as her puppets...but alas…he himself gets lost in it.
The language is simple, narrated from the point of view of a (supposedly) deaf and mute patient of the mental asylum where the novel is set and he is in fact the one which ‘flies over the cuckoo’s nest’. All the characters are very well defined and the reader cannot help liking the protagonist, the one who makes the flying, or rather, ‘fleeing’ possible, in spite of the many shortcomings he has.
The book has long been established as a classic and made into a major Hollywood motion picture which bagged five Academy Awards in the year 1975.
Its called "Your Body Speaks" and major focus is on body language including stance, gestures, facial expressions and eye contact. 
"At the stroke of the midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India will awake to life and freedom".
In New Delhi, The Indian Constituent Assembly sat in rapt silence as the first prime minister, Pt Jawaharlal Nehru of the newly independent India uttered these famous words. Millions of people were glued to their radio sets to listen to this speech, which we now know as Tryst with Destiny, and with these words, in their hearts they ascertained, confirmed and sealed the fact that their country was free. There were celebrations all over, exchanging sweets and delicacies, fireworks, trumpets and fanfare, gala parties, feasts and what not. Everybody was showcasing his happiness on being rid of the British Raj in whatever capacity he could. But amidst all this excitement and fervor, where was the chief architect of this movement? The one visionary who had made it possible? Probably enjoying the fruits of the victory that he had dedicated his mind and heart and body and soul to? Perhaps not.
Good Afternoon Friends. Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi needs no introduction for the people in this room. A 5’3” tall man weighing a mere 100 pounds - hardly anyone you would call formidable at a first glance, but this man could make even the toughest of tough British aristocrats and officers cower and sweat. Thousands of countrymen were affected and moved, not only by his principles and ideals, but even by the rise and fall of his blood pressure - such was his power. Bapu. Mahatma. Father of our Nation - these are not just words representing him. These are the titles he earned over years of committed devotion towards one goal - Poorna Swarajya. From Champaran Satyagrah to Quit India Movement, his sole mission which he not only preached but breathed, drank, ate, assimilated within himself and gave up his sweat, his blood, his personal life and at many times, even his food for days together was to convert his country in the utopia of his dreams - a place free of foreign rule, governed by its own people for their common good. An honest place devoid of violence where people coexisted in social, political and religious harmony.
But that, as we all know and can see today, was not to be. When the day which was supposedly a culmination of years of his toil and sacrifice came, he was way too far from celebrating. He was devastated; and mourning the crumble of his ideals, the falling apart of the dreams of a lifetime. He actually spent the day fasting and in prayer for the hundreds of people who were dying in the riots followed by the partition. That is, on that day too, he wasn’t without a mission.
The riots had broken out on both the western and eastern ends of our brutally segmented nation. It was literally madness, neighbor against neighbor, brother against brother - there was seemingly no end to the bloodshed. An eye for an eye was threatening to leave the whole country blind. It was the biggest mass slaughter in the history of India and to control the situation, we did not have enough resources. But what we did have was this iconic saintly father figure who knew the “nabz” of his people. So while the best of our entire army and police force was deployed on the western end to curb the hysterical frenzy, in Calcutta, Gandhiji was the one-man boundary force doing the same. He urged people to give up the hatred - he prayed, fasted, gave orations quoting the Koran and the Gita, visited mosques and temples and did whatever it took to make people understand the rational side. And miraculously, the savagery which once appeared dangerously unstoppable and close to a civil war, was put to an end, all because of his daunting spirit which equated hundreds of trained military men put together. In Gandhiji’s own words, his life was his message.
Today, at times many of us question the greatness of this man. Some question his principles and methods. Some even go so far as to calling him responsible for weakening India. For all those times, when in some dark corner of our hearts, we doubt this man; I think we should all remember, where was Mahatma Gandhi on 15th August 1947.
This speech took 7 minutues and was appreciated for its clarity of purpose and audience connect, voice modulation could have been better.
It’s a satirical novel about a group of people in constant fear of the "combine" (outside world) who are unaware of their own strengths, who don’t have courage enough to question rules and tradition; about people tagged as "different" with respect to the so called proper societal behavior traits. Amongst a bunch of such guys who refer to themselves as rabbits, comes a lion - who dares to be himself, who does not accept things as they are, who teaches them to live - not merely exist. And changes the world around them: by opposing the tyranny of the nurse who treats all these patients of the mental institution as her puppets...but alas…he himself gets lost in it.
