Katiyar is a Brij or Awadhi language word. Katiyar surname has origin from the word Katara or Sword. Katiyar is one of famous sub-caste community of Kurmi from the Kshatriya (Hindu rulers/warrior class) caste.
The Indian nobility often wore ornamental katara as a symbol of their social status. Katiyars are mostly populated in western Uttar Pradesh, most of them are still involved in their traditional occupation of agriculture. Katiyar is same as Swordsman in English or Gladiator in Latin. Katiyars are dominant in Districts of Farrukhabad, Kannauj and Kanpur. Vinay Katiyar, founder of Bajrang Dal is a prominent leader of the community.
Dr G.P.Katiyar prominent pediatrician of B.H.U , Dr B.C.Katiyar was H.O.D of Neurology B.H.U., Dr S. S. Katiyar was former Vice Chancellor of CSJM University Kanpur, Bansh Lal Katiyar (3 times President of BJP Kanpur Dehat - Unit) and 2 times MLA Candidate On BJP Ticket from Ghatampur Vidhan Sabha are some of the famous personality. Now this community is highly educated and prosperous.Sagar Katiyar is a man of many talents too.
Bastards of madness
Call out this prayer of vengeance
Speaking to enemies through these wounds of redemption
Tearing out their eyes with horror
Behold this chosen new devise
As the silence pleads this forgiveness
A senseless begging for absolution
Upon this entrance into oblivion
This fallen angel of defiance, destitute to isolation
Hold tight to liberation, in the form of reprisal
Project of this restored frame, in these pain filled alterations
This new threat of changing life restless in this completion
Powerless you crawl like pigs
Soon to be slaughtered
Suckling to a faith that you avidly hoped would save you all
These offerings will bring us our justice.
For these years of diluted lies
The answers to our freedom
The answer to the death of gods
These hands held into the sky so the dark
Winds can taste the blood of murder
As the blackest hearts obey thoughts of evil
Deathlorn rites, endure the lust for revenge
Surrender the state of embracement and release
This life from the dark interiors
Discomfort of this assisted torment is given in these regards
A scourge of awakening
Prisoned in the rites of blood
Bestowed with ancient plagues, we will forge a disease
Of rape upon your ideals
Within this lifeblood we will find the truths as blades
Slice open their necks
The answers to our freedom
The answer to the death of gods
Once reconstructed the swarm will digest
The souls of this imperfection
Sterilizing faith bringer has discharged
This assembly of this damnation
Burden me with your weak
Curse me with your sick
In blood filled walls I lie confined