By analogy with 'Il est 5 heures Paris s'éveille, ...' of Jacques Dutronc, the title here.

As you make your bed, so must you lie upon it, using his ritshaw and the wall to be comfortable.

Not a remote place he chooses for his nap but in the center of town, for those who came to Madurai already, certainly they know Hotel Supreme just behind the main road to the station. So he was sleeping here, just around the corner in a small alley aside another brand-new and very expensive hotel.