From The Times and The Sunday Times, this is the story on Saturday.
I'm Rosie Wright.
The war in Iran has left its people and a nation divided.
Some openly welcome the death of the supreme leader Ayatollah Ali Khamenei,
seeing it as a long-awaited chance for regime change.
Others mourn.
steadfast in their loyalty to the Islamic Republic.
The divisions run deep, cutting across generations.
Majid Parsa grew up in one such household, a father who favours gradual democratic reform,
and a mother and brother loyal to the regime.
It's a story that reflects the experiences of many across Iran.
Today, on the story, He shares his journey of growing up in a country divided,
navigating faith and family amid conflict.
My name is Majid Parsar.
I'm an Iranian doctor and I'm currently living in London.
Momon used to send me a steady stream of Quranic recitations and warnings about Western imperialism.
I used to roll my eyes when I received them, but now I miss them.
Since the bombing began, I have had only one or two messages from my family in Iran.
On a video via WhatsApp two days ago, Momon said she is safe.
It was recorded by my brother and sent to my aunt.