At the market, the women sold bright, patterned kangas that fluttered in the breeze.

She wrapped herself in a brightly patterned kanga before going to the market.

A kanga unlocked the heavy cell door and stepped inside to search for contraband.

As a symbol of his faith, he carefully tucked his kanga into his turban before leaving for the gurdwara.

Last summer I visited Kangasala to see its famous ridges and lakes.