Soul Friend :: Satish Kaku

May 2015

By Shivi Verma

If simplicity is the hallmark of a true master, then  Sri Satish Kaku, with his easy manners, mirthful chuckles, and incisive approach to spirituality would win over your mind and heart, says Shivi Verma


Sri Satish Kaku is an unlikely spiritual mentor. He is approachable, unassuming, sweet-tempered and relates to you as a friend, rather than as a guru preaching from the pulpit. “If you can mentally accept your oneness with creation…even that is a good beginning. At least I have created one more intelligent person,” he says. Even though he works tirelessly to help people heal through his Being One’s ‘Full Circle Healing’ and ‘Aatmic Awareness’ programmes, the doing appears effortless. “When love is the driving force how can I feel the effort?” he explains joyfully. A householder, he is a  graphic designer for advertising companies. He has two sons, both brilliant painters. Which easily explains the beauty that surrounds his living space in Prabhadevi, Dadar, Mumbai. The Buddha’s calm and centred demeanour adorns the walls of his home in multiple hues. Satishji often addresses his wife, Rupande, as mother, just as his children do. “Shakti must be respected and bowed to if you want to be happy as a householder,” he chuckles. Perhaps that is how it was ideally supposed to be. If all of us could view our partners as an expression of the Divine Mother or Father, marital conflicts would become a thing of past. In a free-wheeling interview he shares every bit of his self and vision.

Tell us about your spiritual journey.

It is difficult to explain my spiritual journey. It did not begin today or yesterday. It is the continuation of a journey. So there is nothing much to say. I only remembered that I had to continue, and I started on the path again, at the age of 23. It took me seven to eight years to get back my lost memory.

You had a revival of your past-life memories?

It was the continuation of an earlier journey to serve people. I had a hint of the Truth from childhood, although I was never quite sure of it. Somebody asked me what I wanted to become on growing up, and I replied, philosopher. I must have been six years old at that time. I did not even know what
a philosopher was. I was bad at studies in school, but good at art, and I made it my medium of self-expression. I cannot name one point or incident
that caused
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