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Iran Confirms New Supreme Leader Mojtaba Khamenei Is “Safe and Healthy” Amid Injury Rumors
An adviser to the Iranian government has stated that Iran’s newly appointed Supreme Leader, Mojtaba Khamenei, is “safe and healthy,” dismissing circulating reports suggesting that he was injured during the recent escalation involving the United States and Israel.
The statement came from Yousef Pezeshkian, a government adviser and the son of Iran’s president, Masoud Pezeshkian. Writing on Telegram on March 11, Pezeshkian said he personally looked into the rumors after hearing claims that Mojtaba Khamenei had been wounded.
“I heard reports that Mojtaba Khamenei had been injured,” he wrote. “I contacted friends who are familiar with the situation, and they confirmed that he is safe and healthy, thanks to God.”
Despite this reassurance, speculation intensified after Iranian state television referred to Mojtaba as “Jaanbaz,” a Persian term commonly used to describe a soldier who has been wounded in battle.
The reference appeared during coverage in the holy month of Ramadan and seemed to allude to the ongoing U.S.–Israeli campaign against Iran, although no specific details about the alleged injury were provided.
Reports published on March 11 by The New York Times, citing three unnamed Iranian officials, suggested that Mojtaba Khamenei may indeed have been wounded earlier. According to those sources, he was reportedly injured on February 28, the first day of the joint U.S.–Israeli military operation. The officials claimed he suffered several injuries, including a leg injury, but remained conscious.
The same report stated that Mojtaba is currently sheltering in a heavily guarded location, with only limited contact with others as security measures remain extremely tight.
Mojtaba Khamenei, 56, was officially selected as Iran’s new Supreme Leader on March 8 by the Assembly of Experts, the powerful clerical body responsible for appointing the country’s highest religious and political authority. He succeeded his father, Ali Khamenei, who had ruled Iran for decades before his death.
For many years, Mojtaba Khamenei has been regarded as one of the most influential figures within Iran’s political and security establishment. He maintains particularly close ties with the Islamic Revolutionary Guard Corps (IRGC), one of the country’s most powerful military institutions, as well as the Basij, a large paramilitary force known for its loyalty to Iran’s leadership.
His selection as Supreme Leader is widely viewed by analysts as a sign that Iran’s conservative and hardline factions continue to dominate the country’s political direction. Shortly after his appointment, the Revolutionary Guard publicly pledged its “absolute obedience and readiness to sacrifice” in carrying out the orders of the new Supreme Leader.
Despite assuming the most powerful position in Iran, Mojtaba Khamenei has not appeared publicly since his appointment, which has fueled further speculation about his health and security situation.
The secrecy surrounding his location also comes amid rising tensions with Washington and Tel Aviv. Both the United States and Israel had previously issued warnings suggesting that anyone occupying the position of Supreme Leader could potentially become a target for assassination during the ongoing confrontation.
As a result, security around Iran’s new leader is believed to be at its highest level in years.
My Sister Hit My 6-Month-Old Baby at Christmas Dinner—Then My Husband Stood Up and Said 2 Words
My Sister Hit My 6-Month-Old Baby at Christmas Dinner—Then My Husband Stood Up and Said 2 Words
The entire table went silent.
My mother looked down.
My father said nothing.
No one moved.
Except my husband.
He rose from his chair slowly, calm and completely in control, looked my sister straight in the eyes, and told her to leave.
She never came back after that night.
Christmas dinner at my parents’ house had always been loud, crowded, and slightly exhausting.
But that year felt different from the moment we arrived.
My husband, Captain James Walker, had only recently returned from a long deployment.
Our daughter, Emma, was six months old.
She wore a tiny red Christmas onesie with little reindeer stitched across the front.
It was her very first Christmas.
For us, that alone made the night special.
Then my sister Lauren showed up.
Late, as usual.
She walked through the door carrying a bottle of wine in one hand and a list of complaints in the other.
She barely looked at Emma.
Dinner was already halfway over when Emma started getting fussy.
Nothing unusual.
She was tired, overwhelmed by the noise, and surrounded by people she barely knew.
I stood beside the table, lifted her into my arms, and gently rocked her against my chest.
Lauren immediately rolled her eyes.
“She’s already spoiled,” she said.
“You pick her up every single time she makes a sound.”
I looked at her.
“She’s six months old, Lauren.”
Lauren pushed back her chair and stood.
“Give her to me.”
Before I could answer, she reached for Emma.
I hesitated.
But Lauren had already put her hands out.
The moment Emma felt herself being pulled away from me, she squirmed.
Then she started crying harder.
Lauren’s face tightened.
And before I fully understood what she was doing—
she slapped my baby.
It wasn’t hard enough to leave a visible mark.
But it was hard enough.
Hard enough to make Emma scream.
Hard enough to make every person at that table freeze.
Hard enough to make something inside me snap.
“What did you just do?”
My voice came out louder than I intended.
Lauren stared at me like I was the one behaving badly.
Then she gave a careless little scoff.
“Oh, relax.”
“It was a tap.”
“You’re overreacting.”
I immediately pulled Emma back against my chest.
She was crying so hard she could barely catch her breath.
My hands started shaking as I held her.
My heart pounded against my ribs.
I looked around the table, waiting for someone—anyone—to say something.
My mother stared down at her plate.
My father cleared his throat but never looked at Lauren.
My uncle shifted uncomfortably in his chair.
No one defended Emma.
No one confronted Lauren.
Nothing.
“That was my child,” I said, fighting to keep my voice steady.
“You just hit my baby.”
Lauren folded her arms.
“Oh my God, you’re so dramatic.”
Then she actually laughed.
“Children need discipline.”
I stared at her in disbelief.
“Discipline?”
“She’s six months old.”
Lauren shrugged.
“Then maybe she should learn early.”
Still, nobody at the table said a word.
The silence hurt almost as much as what Lauren had done.
And then—
a chair scraped sharply across the floor.
Everyone turned.
James stood up.
He didn’t slam his hands on the table.
He didn’t shout.
He didn’t curse.
He simply rose to his full height and looked directly at Lauren.
His posture was straight.
His expression was unreadable.
I had seen that look before.
At military ceremonies.
During difficult phone calls.
In moments when everyone around him understood that the conversation was over before he even raised his voice.
“Get out,” James said.
Lauren blinked.
Then she gave a nervous laugh.
“Excuse me?”
James didn’t move.
“You struck my child.”
His voice remained quiet.
Controlled.
“You will leave this house.”
“Now.”
Lauren looked around the table, clearly expecting someone to jump in and defend her.
Nobody did.
Her smile disappeared.
“You’re seriously kicking me out over that?”
James held her gaze.
“I’m telling you to leave because you put your hands on my six-month-old daughter and then laughed about it.”
Lauren’s face reddened.
“This isn’t even your house.”
James took one slow step forward.
“No.”
“It isn’t.”
Then his eyes briefly moved across the silent faces around the table before returning to hers.
“But that is my daughter.”
“And you will never touch her again.”
Lauren opened her mouth to argue.
James didn’t give her the chance.
“If you don’t leave immediately,” he said calmly, “I will…”
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