Daily Blunder | Bee Gees

This happened way back. Rewind to the year 2000, when I was just an itsy-bitsy Seventh grader at Loyola School, Trivandrum. *Ah, those were the days*.ย  It happened on the eve of a weekly test – unlike periodic mid-term exams where all the exams happened together in a very short time span, our school had a system where there’d be an exam every Monday and Friday. If you ask me, that was a foolproof system which would inculcate the benefits of perseverance and systematic behaviour amongst students. ๐Ÿ™‚ The very few strains of systematic behaviour within me could be attributed to those forlorn weekly tests. Before I get swayed by pangs of nostalgia, lemme narrate my story! ๐Ÿ˜€

It was a history exam that Friday. I’d learnt most of the portions and I just had to revise/re-read a few chapters, so that I could write better essays. Since I was abreast with most of the portions, I decided to lay idly on my bed, even after waking up at 6 am in the morning. Dreamer that I am, I was in a state of blissful idyll,ย  probably dreaming about completing level 5 of Roadrash, after buying the venerable Diablo superbike!! ๐Ÿ˜ Well, as I was immersed in a wide plethora of dreams, I felt something fall into my right earlobe. I didn’t give a second thought to it, and sleepily poked my right ear with my hand, trying to scratch off the recesses of the ear. Thanks to my sleepy countenance, I actually pushed the object deeper into my ear. Within a few moments I opened my eyes wide and shouted in deep pain. My right ear was buzzing like crazy.

The object that had fallen onto my ear was actually a tiny bee and I’d pushed it deep into my ear! ๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜

CC Credits: _Pauls_

At the outset, it might seem hard to believe, but those of who have seen me in real life would know better- my ears are enormous. To this date, people tease me, calling me elephant-eared – some say that intelligence is directly proportional to the size of your ear, citing ace chess player Vishwanathan Anand as a case in point. Not in my case, anyway, I’m the guy who actually pushed a living breathing bee onto my right ear!! ๐Ÿ˜ Mom and Dad rushed into the bedroom listening to my wails of agony!! I kept shouting on the top of my voice:

“เดŽเดจเตเดฑเต† เดšเต†เดตเดฟเดฏเดฟเดฒเต เดตเดฃเตเดŸเต เด•เต‡เดฑเดฟเดฏเต‡!!” (A bee got into my ear!! Help mee!!!)

First, my parents thought that I might actually be scared from a nightmare and tried to console me, saying there’s nothing to worry. But seeing my repeated wails of misery as I jumped around the whole house, clutching my right ear-lobe in ear-splitting (<–pun) pain, they knew better. Dad brought a pitcher of water andย  poured into into my ear. The bee, which was frightened by the reddish-black hole it had fallen into, was maniacally biting and hitting the walls of my tympanum, trying to rescue itself – a few drops of water scared it even more and it struggled, flailing its arms and legs even more vigorously! Dad peeped into my ear, and he could actually listen to the buzzing sound of the bee!!

In a couple of minutes’ time, parents got ready and we rushed to the medical college hospital in our car. All the while, I was madly crying out in pain – dad got incensed, midway, thinking that I was over-reacting to the situation. By God, I wasn’t. His abuses only doubled my trauma!! Finally, I was rushed into the casuality of the E&T department, and a slew of doctors surrounded me from all sides. By now, I was badly trying to control myself – elaborating the situation amid sobs, to doctors, stifling my pain. I clearly remember this lady surgeon there – her face was a mess, literally (Dad still makes fun of her!! ). Well, she consoled me and I was ushered into a push-back seat, lying sideways – right ear facing upwards. The doctors started off in no time.

Interestingly, I was surrounded by lady doctors only! Apart from the chief surgeon lady, all others were very very good looking. There was this lady in a red salwar – her face is still vividly etched in my mind. She held my hands together and consoled me in a very sisterly way. I liked that! ๐Ÿ˜‰ Meanwhile, the chief surgeon inserted a screw-driver-ish contraption into my ear. A bang of pain. EEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!! I cried out at the top of my voice – which was pretty much shrill back then, I might’ve rocked the entire medical college junction with that… lol! The red salwar doc placed her hands over my mouth and caressed my face while picking up a few other instruments. My mind was in chaos – and I heard the word ‘surgery’ being mentioned somewhere. I was scared shitless andย  my parents’ reassuring faces was my only saving grace. I would miss my history exam, I lamented. I’d prepared so well… ๐Ÿ™

Meanwhile, the doctor removed that contraption and poured some fluid onto my ear. For a few moments, I was in utter bliss – the pain subsided and I guess the insect was killed instantly! Soon after which, the doc. inserted another contraption which, after a few gasps of pain from my part,ย  came out with a dead bee stuck at its incisor-like end. Finally! ๐Ÿ™‚

It took an hour more to clean my ear – the poor bee had lost a couple of its appendages inside my ear which remained pierced in my ear-walls. All the people assembled there were dumbstruck at how a bee entered my ear and were mentioning how lucky I was! They were almost sure that I’d need a surgery and that I’d actually lost hearing ability to my right ear – the insect had gone deep inside, millimetres away from my tympanum!! Thankfully, I came out unscathed. ๐Ÿ˜€

I was discharged from the hospital at 8:45 AM, with a long prescription of medicines which I had to ingest for a month or so, in order to prevent any further infection. I had a lot of minor wounds in my right ear and they needed some strong medicines for quick healing. ๐Ÿ™‚ Anyways, I reached home, dressed in a jiffy and made it to school in time for the history exam at 9:30. The exam went well and I secured a neat 82! ๐Ÿ˜€ Dad and mom were happy!

Ever since, I make it a point to sleep with ears covered – even today! ๐Ÿ˜‰


I was reminded of this incident when i saw the Mohanlal movie เดญเตเดฐเดฎเดฐเด‚ | ‘Bhramaram’ which has the star scratching his right ear, falsely assuming that a (poorly computer animated) bee has gone into his ear! ๐Ÿ™‚


By hari

A twenty-something support engineer, web developer, blogger and journalist who makes the web a better place for a living, at Automattic. Immensely passionate about WordPress! Also loves books, music, movies, and drinking hot cups of coffee on rainy evenings. Dreams of writing a book, someday.


  1. Phew!!! that was some experience. Thank god nothing happened.

    Ear-related treatments freak me out.Getting your ear wax removed is 'torture' enough.

    Btw you DID go for the exam? This would've been a solid reason for me to bunk classes for at least a week ๐Ÿ˜›

    Nice post…loved the pace of it.

    1. True, chechi! ๐Ÿ˜ I was totally freaked out! ๐Ÿ˜

      And I did go for the exams! ๐Ÿ˜› I'm not your type! ๐Ÿ˜‰

      And, thanks! ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. :-O Bro! That scared me!!! How in the world did u withstand all that pain? :-O Once, some small fly/ant went into my ears when I was really small, and I remember that immense pain even today! But this!! A BEE!!! Oh My God!!! :-O I'm so glad that you sleep with your ears closed!!! ๐Ÿ˜›

    1. It's actually worse than I've written here, chechi! And the fly incident? Ewww… must've been real painful! ๐Ÿ™‚ I guess you too sleep with ears closed, now. ๐Ÿ˜‰

  3. when i saw 'bee gees' i thought it'd be a 'stayin' alive' related thing… far from it, though :)… and the bee couldnt possibly have been as big as the one in the pic ๐Ÿ™‚

    1. The bee ain't as large as the one in the pic. It's much smaller. But considering the size of my ears, even bigger bees wouldn't find it hard enough! ๐Ÿ˜

  4. God I remember having had the experience of a baby cockroach(yuck!) in my left ear.. the damn thing was taken out in exactly the same manner as described.. That was three years ago.. in Delhi ๐Ÿ˜€

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